Bearclaw Valley Where’s the fire? What’s the hurry about?

that stranger had really chewed his face up. ancelin had enlisted ameline's help to keep the lacerations along his left jawline and cheekbone clean, but they hurt. the bleeding had stopped, but the pattern left by teeth would definitely scar into a naked area.
what he needed to avoid was fever. once they got back, he'd bathed and had water, and kept himself hydrated.
the next morning it hurt to talk, to open his eye on that side, to eat. he followed ameline at length, leaning against the stone as he too tested the air in silence.