Redhawk Caldera idk what to name this

She could have likely guessed but it was hard to tell right now. Bridget frowned when he tried to stand and moved in, settling one of her forelegs firmly across his shoulders to try and get him to lie still. Don't. I need to get some of these cleaned and treated. It might hurt, but I need you to try and relax. She couldn't really stand in this position but that was just as well. Her body warmth would help to ground him, she hoped, and keep him from trying to leave or doing something equally stupid.

You're on the borders of Brecheliant. She clarified for him, then began to try and tend to the worst of the wounds that she could see. She'd brought some of her common treatments for infection, but the deeper ones were going to take time to really get cleaned out.

It was likely that someone else heard the call and would be on their way as well. She could wait for them before she tried to move him. Better to do what she could here first.