Ocean's Breath Plateau Why can't I cross this river?

No cost to himself? That was a suspicious deal, of that he was certain. Reyes was in need of help though and could not say no to such an offer; even if he was not the kind to spare kindness to strangers, he could at least feign agreement until he got what he needed from the medic.

Alright, he agreed. He stepped closer and showed off his face to her first: there were a myriad of cuts and tears to the flesh of his muzzle and across his head, as might be apparent after a large-scale scuffle between wolves. One of his eyes had swollen to the point of being uselessly shut.

Got anythin' fer this?