Horizon Ridge Blue is the warmest color

Rather than pay a visit to the seaside, Pump buried her muzzle in the snow instead. Although it wouldn't cleanse the wound as thoroughly, it would at least cool the wound and rinse it as well. The Delta watched her concernedly but did not try to help or otherwise interfere.

When Pump stopped to thank her, she smiled. "You're welcome. I'm sure you will," she added with a laugh. "It'll probably hurt for a few days but I imagine you'll heal pretty quickly. You should get lots of rest and try to take it easy... you know, don't hunt or do anything that could aggravate the wounds," she advised in a motherly sort of voice.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?" she asked after a beat. It seemed her job here was done, yet Pied would be happy to follow up with any other tending Pump might require. "Do you want me to bring you anything? Or help you get to some shelter?"