Redhawk Caldera I'll let the waters still

She had moved on to Alyx by the time Bronco roused next to her and was carefully, gently, taking care of the wounds on the girl's throat.  Likely she wouldn't be talking for a while, and if she tried, Fennec would attempt to stop her.  She needed to let it heal before she went straining the muscles too much - she knew that from experience.

She turned to Bronco as he let out a moan and swallowed, hating it.  There were people she could see in pain and people she couldn't - family fell firmly in the latter.  Strangers?  She'd tell them to suck it up in a heartbeat.  Hey, shhh.  You're alright.  Well, you're gonna be.  She had heard the uptick in his pulse and guessed, incorrectly, it was because of the den.  It didn't occur to her he might not have realized the fight was long done. 

If you can, though, I need you to eat this.  She slid a small piece of the root she'd found in front of him.  It was bitter tasting (she'd had some herself already) but it would help to avoid any deadly side effects.  She asked nicely for the moment, but if he found himself unable to take it for long, she'd have to find a way to force it down.