Shy Deer Steppes Shake your cake.

She was heavy and it was hot out, but lucky for Towhee, Bridget was no small wolf herself. Happily the other woman helped some, and Bridget managed to position herself just before Towhee collapsed onto her. Bridget exhaled as she caught her weight, but stood firm, shifting so that she would hopefully stay upright and supported even if she lost consciousness. Lucky she had a clinical focus, but even with that, it didn't entirely escape Bridget's notice that she had a relatively attractive woman collapsed on her.

C'mon. I'm not going to let you die. We need to get to water, though. She moved again, then stood carefully. If she needed to, she'd do so with Towhee draped over her back... but if the other woman tried to avoid it to walk herself, she'd allow it. We need to clean it, and I can't bring it to you. There's a stream nearby. It was back nearer the woods, but she had to hope they'd make it. If she had to, she'd drag her, but shit that would suck.