The Heartwood i could cause an extinction-level event.

There was more Sialuk wish she had, but she made do with what was readily available. If he did not survive the night, she would know that she had done all she could. Dreams consumed him, and she cursed the spirits that troubled him. Had he not been through enough? Sialuk kept her eyes watchful of his teeth, ready to evade an errant slumbering tooth.

When she had cleaned and dressed his wounds as best as she was able, she set herself close to him, sharing her warmth so that he might sleep more soundly. The raindrop remained awake, ears twitching as she listened for his labored breathing.