Moonspear consequences

Last from me as well!

She hovered near while Alaric prepared the herbs she had brought. The leftover portions, she nudged into a convenient notch in the log, where they would be out of the way. Her eyes skimmed over the state Quennell was in. Her heart ached for him, while she wondered what horrible circumstances had led up to this.

It was not important right now. She would get the details later. Soon the poppy seeds would do their job, coaxing him asleep. Sialuk was exhausted, and understandably so. She heeded her words with a solemn dip of her muzzle. "Of course. I will stay here through the night." 

She would not leave the site where the injured boy recovered. Nor would she sleep, keeping a close watch over their patient. She was certain Alaric would do the same. Prepared for many long hours, she settled down outside the opening of the log on one side.