Shy Deer Steppes Shake your cake.

Oh, shit. The instant 'snake' left Towhee's mouth, Bridget began only to half-listen as her brain ran immediately over what she knew of snake bites. The venom was in the blood, judging by the swelling, which meant she needed to keep her calm and upright best she could. There wasn't really a plant for that outside of infection, the least of the dangers. Just waiting and hoping that the body could fight it off.

I'm a medic, she answered immediately, stepping forward and turning so that the woman's side pressed up against her own. Don't worry. Just sit down and keep your paw on the ground. Lean on me if you need to.

Confidence was the most important part right now because her panic was only going to make the poison travel faster. Meanwhile Bridget flicked through her mental notes, trying to remember if there was absolutely anything else that might help here.