Sun Mote Copse the berth surrounding my body, crushing every bit of bone

Ceara seemed to quell somewhat at the other woman's words.  Oh, she said quietly, shifting her weight between her front feet.  Um, I'm.. no, I don't think so.  It shamed her, but it did her no good to lie about her situation when it was obvious just how dangerous of a position she was in.

I would appreciate that.  If I found some herbs, could you apply them to my wounds?  I can't reach them.  She didn't want them to become infected.  She didn't know how far she had to go before she'd start recognizing the landmarks.  Losing time was scary, and she hoped it wouldn't happen again.

I'm Ceara, by the way.  Do you know where we are?