Redhawk Caldera Chaconne

Fennec wasn't sure if that was a jab at her (a reference to Eljay being the proper 'doctor') or a compliment, but she chose to take it as the latter.  Eljay was still her teacher, but she knew enough to be able to say when Niamh would be ready to go.  Herself?  Well... she was naturally biased.

Please.  She replied, thinking that sounded like an excellent idea.  She really didn't like the feel of her leg, and the quicker she got hunkered down off of it, the better.  I'm going to go hunt down something to put on this, if I can.  Talk of strategies could wait, but she made a mental note of it.  She would definitely be asking about it another time.

She waited, listening as Niamh shifted herself (and helping, if her step-mother seemed to allow her to or need it).  Then she'd turn and disappear out into the snow again, searching a little closer to home for something that might serve as a poultice of some sort.