Redhawk Caldera I'll let the waters still

Oh good, she thought with relief as she heard him chewing it.  Fennec could have probably managed to get it in his mouth and made him chew it, but it might have been a tussle and she wasn't sure she wanted to risk that with the state he was in.  Especially if he had a head injury... which all of his words were confirming more and more.  Especially that next bit.

Ouch.  That was a name she hadn't heard in a while.  Fennec paused in her checking and her features tightened with concern.  The light bit of hurt was pretty vastly outweighed by the fact that he clearly had no idea what was going on around him.  Fuck.  The curse was about all she had to offer.  She didn't have a clue what to do about head injuries other than watch, wait, and hope they got better.  Normally if there was a headache she'd give him something, but the only stuff she had to give would do more harm than good if there was any amount of bleeding within.

Wrong.  But whatever.  I told you one of these days your brain was gonna melt, Fennec said, but she trailed off to quiet and couldn't bring herself to laugh at the remark.  This... seriously sucked.  And all of the sudden she felt tremendously lonely, lying in a den with two wolves who both needed her help and yet were a little beyond her power to heal completely.  She hated when waiting was the only option.