Gyrfalcon's Keep can't stop the swag

Thistle did the best she could, given the circumstances, and once she finished tending Osprey, the youth attempted to do the same by sitting up slightly and gently licking the abrasions on the Healer's face and neck. When she felt she'd done a job that would make Blue Willow proud, she rested back on her haunches, trying to ignore the sticky, itchy feeling of the webbing clinging to her forehead.

"I'm not hungry," Osprey replied, then said, "I think we should wait here 'til the crazy birds go away. How long do you think that'll take?" She was tempted to stick her nose out of the entrance to check, yet didn't dare so soon. "I wanted to see you mostly," she admitted, turning back to face Thistle. "You weren't feeling good last time. And now you're all beat up!" Junior observed, her lower lip jutting out as she felt guilty and upset with herself for causing this.