Shadow Mountain Just a conspiracy of cartographers, then?

The man lashed out suddenly, teeth snapping dangerously close to the girl's face. Mango stumbled backward in surprise, despite not being the one in range of his fangs. His actions reminded Mango of a wounded beast, like a bear with a thorn dug into its paw. Reacting fiercely even in the presence of those trying to help. Mango didn't find it disrespectful, though- he knew that he hadn't had that kind of experience and couldn't know what it was like for him. He imagined the pain must be like a raging fire in one's own insides. 

The girl was quick to respond with confidence. He figured that the man had broken some bones along there- the chest or sides but, that had only been based on seeing his fall. Then she recommended the herbs that they gather- cobweb, yarrow. He knew what each was of course. "Okay, cobwebs should be easy to find around here... among the rocks. Yarrow can't be too far either." He murmured thoughtfully. He did not entirely wait for her response, already shuffling over to the stony wall of the mountain, hoping to find an old niche in which a spider had made its home.