Northstar Vale Skin and Bones

"Ah, yes, I vould be most 'onored to 'elp," the midwife expressed genuinely as she quickly brushed the bits of foliage from her wispy coat and nudged aside the pile of weeds. 

"Please, make yerself at 'ome," the druid murmured soothingly as she gestured with a slight sweep of her muzzle, turning and dissapearing into one of the dens briefly. 

The halfling returned with her medicine-skin and a thick cut of raccoon for her newest patient, placing the meat before the Lady and allowing her a few moments to satisfy her appetite before beginning her examination. 

"Vell, it's very clear to me zat you're a bit gaunt - and likely dehydrated too. Vhat of yer injuries?" She asked softly, spring gaze scanning the woman's form - uncertain how many wounds Corra may have sustained as well as their severity.