Bearclaw Valley Ain't it a gentle sound, the rolling in the graves

His face was a mess; she thought she could feel the pain in her own nose when the healer reached Val and looked over his swollen muzzle. Her face scrunched in concern as she set the plants down at her paws and gingerly took a seat. 

That looks like it hurts, she told him. She pushed a piece of bark towards him. It will be uncomfortable to eat with your injured nose, but it will help. 

The bruin-heart looked away in thought for a moment before looking to Val again. I think something else will help, but we'll need to go to the channel, she explained. It's not very far from here. The water was still frigid, and she knew she would find cold, damp moss stuck to the rocks that lined the bank. 

Once he was done chewing what she had given him, Arielle carefully lifted herself back up from the ground and picked up her remaining plants, then she motioned for Val to follow her.