Snowforest Taiga I'm sick.. and I'm scared

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Ashlar had never heard of anything like what this wolf spoke of, but he sounded terrified. The bard took a few steps closer, his golden gaze full of concern. He wanted to help, but his stomach tightened when he tried to think of how. How did he treat a disease he'd never heard of!? Why was he always useless?

I want to help, if I can. He said, hoping he could at least help him to calm down. What feels wrong? Is it just the bite? I can help treat it. He knew how to handle wounds and infection. Maybe it was a fever that came with, something that would need better herbs.