Duskfire Glacier Racing ahead, into the light

@Rye as far as Rye's recovery goes, please message if I need to edit anything about his healing process.

As Tzila approached the caves with purpose, she would cross paths with Lane, traveling the opposite direction. Lane had just stopped in to cache some leftover supplies with their larger medical stores. Leftover supplies was a good problem to have, in Lane's book. It meant that her patient was healing more quickly than expected, and she had overestimated the amount of supplies required to treat the ailment. In this case, Rye was all but recovered. All that Lane could recommend now was rest, which was ironically both the easiest course treatment to administer as well as the hardest for patients to follow. Particularly for Rye. 

"Tzila, hey!" Lane greeted the guardian. Rye was lucky that Tzila had been so close by, on the day of the accident. No doubt their quick intervention was responsible in a big way for Rye's speedy recovery, and Tzila was to thank for her quick response in immediately alerting the pack's medics. 

"Rye's got a clean bill of health," Lane reported cheerfully, assuming an update was why the guardian had sought her out. "Just don't let him overdo it, okay? He still needs rest, and I don't want his scab to tear. It's healing cleanly at the moment." If Rye bled through his scab, it would mean another round of poultice-ing and bandaging, and Lane imagined they were both getting sick of that process by now.