Dragoncrest Cliffs the city in the sea

it would not do for the stranger to be so near her four at this time. erzulie stepped forward, lending her sinewy shoulder to help support the other. "family not always de right kin' of wolf," she commented, though it was not so true of sapphique anymore.
surreptitiously she took in the other details: the purpled eyes, the vibrant coat, the hardbit body of a traveler. young, but not so young to be alone. erzulie wondered if her solaire was like this, but set aside that pain for another time alone. 
of course she thought of reyes, his glimmering rich red hues.
"you be lucky, findin' sapphique. i be a medic."
the tone of her words suggesting that the wounded girl did not need to answer. eventually they came to a small abandoned hollow near the base of the cliffs, overlooking the inland beach. it had been a drying-place for kelp, but the harlot meant to make it a larder for medicine. now she encouraged the stranger inside, seeking to give a proper examination if possible.
"long time since you had water?" erzulie inquired then. yes or no rejoinders would be easiest.