Blackwater Islands nox arcana

She heard the Listener come up behind her, but she didn't turn her attention. The question took her a bit by surprise, but it also made her like the other wolf a tick more. Apparently she wasn't above learning, or she at least took an interest in Bridget's experience.

I'd give him willow, for the fever. She said, moving the kelp so that a fresh section was held against the burning. Or there are flowers. Small and white, that grow in a spray. They can help. I don't know what you have on this island. She frowned. But I thought this might help with his temperature.

He was crying out for something. Bridget couldn't understand anything behind the words, but she hadn't been able to make sense of much in any of the time she'd seen him. You're alright. You'll be fine. Her voice was low and soothing, but she did wonder. Fevers could easily be deadly. She wouldn't let it happen without fighting this.

Who is he? she asked the shape behind her. She didn't even have a name at this point.