Bearclaw Valley contorno

She looked over when she heard the other healer's voice. She asked what she was doing—called her girl.

Arielle stood and shook out her coat as carefully as she could manage. Then she limped from the water and stood before the woman as she described what she had brought. Arielle, she corrected. Or bruin-heart. Not girl. 

She took a seat on her non-injured side. I was trying to clean the wound on my neck, she explained. Do you have anything to keep it from getting infected? I can't apply it myself. She assumed Stryx would help her, being a healer and all.