Golden Glade Alone

Okay, alright, Domi cooed through an awkwardly stuffed mouth. She had all that she needed to know, and there was no use in making the girl strain herself more than necessary. That didn't necessarily mean that the conversation was over, but for now, just hearing her breathe was enough. The bleeding had stopped significantly which proved to be a good sign. Domi stepped back and took in a sharp inhale, then pressed her nose up against the girl's chest to make sure she was still there.

Domi knew that that was only part of the battle; she'd need to get some meat, or water, at least, into her system so she could start making up for some of the fluids she'd lost. But she also knew that she couldn't just leave her like this for God knows how long, so she did what her instincts said to do and *sprinkled* in a few spots around where her patient lay. Stay quiet, she told her, then turned to start looking for a mud patch.