Blackwater Islands nox arcana

The healers spoke, sun and shadow. If he heard their low-toned conversation he did not react to it. There was no chance of waking him as they discussed things; treatments, mostly.

As Bridget adjusted the damp seaweed the haggard wolf moaned. but did not wake. If her treatment had any effect there was nothing to prove it visually except the slightest cessation of his struggling.