Raven's Watch treasure planet

fire upon her; a flash of moonsong eyes and the thick stone-wrapped scent of the watch-wolves filling teya's senses. this one, like the healer; she stammered for the name but could not recall if she had heard it yet, or heard it properly. poor tangled tongue already tripping over common and now with accents and kona with which to contend.
"it h-heals," teya surrendered, body wilting low and low until she seemed to curl in upon her pumpkin-grey self, staring upon at the proud cinnamon light of the woman who had pressed so close.