Thunder Dome from the art of mirrors

Only when her muscles slackened did Stjornuati move to her side once more, watching the woman's face for as lightning flashed above them once, then twice. Her eyes shut, she looked as though she had fallen asleep, a coping mechanism that the star-eater would not begrudge her. This one is going to check your leg, He offered, a softer rumble of thunder shaking the sky above them.

His head dropped, the bridge of his nose running along the length of the injured ankle. While there was some swelling, upon further inspection, it did not appear to be damaged more than that. Satisfied, he nosed her shoulder to gain her attention, stepping back once more to give her the space she seemed to want. This one has jurtir, medicines, near this place. This one can either go to fetch them or help you walk there.