As she worked on the dog, Kavala spoke quietly to Lakara. The other Konti was learning to be a Healer and while Kavala didn't exactly know her well, she trusted that she knew some of the very basics. Once the man had gently set the dog down, Kavala did what every healer was supposed to do. First, they took a deep calming breath, and began an assessment. As she worked on the dog, she instructed the other Konti in what she was doing so that along with actually doing their jobs, they were both teaching and learning as well.
"The first rule of any situation is to remain calm." She told them both. Then in a firm voice, she carefully asked the man a question.
"What happened to you both? And can we have your names? I'm Kavala and this is Lakara." With that, she grew silent long enough to let him answer and then continued on to the next step.
"Lakara, look to the gentleman. The first thing you need to do is assess his wounds. Ask him what hurts, where he took blows, make sure he bares his skin to you. Sometimes they tell us the truth, sometimes they do not. Don't let his words guide your assessment or mislead it. They are added information only. Touch him, but make sure he is willing and is not aggressive towards you. If he is, we will leave him for the men. Catalog his wounds mentally. Decide which ones are serious and need immediate attention, and which can wait. He's still talking and seemingly coherent, so hes in better shape than his dog. Gather information as you assess. He's got bruising and cuts on his wrists from bindings. His hands are thick with callouses which look like they came from hours holding the reins, but driving reins not riding reins because the callouses are too wide. Look for bruising or swelling which might indicate broken bones. Be particularly mindful of his scalp and beneath his hair. Look for blood there from being struck or perhaps falling. At first glance he looks beaten. I'd say Vantha or part because of his eyes. Young. Early twenties. Perhaps robbed since he comes in with nothing but his dog? No one in their right mind would leave a camp around here unattended. Be really mindful of shock. We loose more patients to shock than anything else." Kavala said, helping Lakara get going on the right track.
"Once you have your assessment to your satisfaction, use your gnosis to begin cleaning and sterilizing his wounds unless he has something severe that needs immediate attention or rejects the assistance. Once you have him a bit cleaner, work on his bruising and keep him warm. He'll need a bath. I can smell him from here." She added, not unkindly but factually. Kavala was clinical when she was working, not necessarily sparing anyone's feelings.
Aweston returned, about then, with her healing bag and Kavala nodded. He also carried two blankets. One he left with Kavala and one with Lakara. Kavala smiled her thanks and sent him back on his way.
It wasn't as if Ixal wasn't there. It was a teacher instructing her student while she worked on the more severe of the two. The dog had indeed had a rough time of it. Kavala looked over the animal, gently pulling the bloody tunic off the wound and tossing it aside. Careful hands probed the wounds, hissing in anger because they looked to be inflicted by weapons not by animals.
"This looks like a sword or dagger cut, not anything done by animal claws. It wasn't a glassbeak." She said tightly. Kavala wasn't surprised though. Not really. People were far worse than animals, especially humans. Especially males. They raided and slaved and stole for a living. Rarely, one saw a Konti or an Akalak thieving. Most often the cause of trouble was human.
Kavala whispered soothing words to the dog, stroking in her long fur, and made sure she took a good long look at her far side as well, the one she was laying on. Then, the Konti who was awkwardly pregnant, shifted and laid her hands over the slash starting up by the neck. She invoked the power of the two marks on her ankle, the flying serpents, and energy poured from her hands. There was a sudden warmth in the air and the smell of something almost unwordly as she did so. The dog shuddered and light poured from Kavala's fingers, filling the wound, as she traced its length with her touch. It cleansed out the wound and began sealing the cut while taking care of the contusions that had resulted from the violent parting of the dogs flesh.
Kavala next went to work on the dogs scalp. She'd obviously taken a few blows to the head and there was deep bruising and some lacerations. The Konti worked from the nose of the dog to the tip of her tail, carefully soothing bruises and smaller cuts, healing them over with the energy of Rak'keli's gift. If any of the other healers go there, she'd let them help out and take over on the dog, now that her life was less in jeopardy. She noticed one other thing as well, the front left leg had a rotated patella, probably from whatever fight she'd been in. It'd need to be healed as well and so Kavala took extra time when she got to it to work on that leg so the dog could move without a limp and without the fear of the leg being unstable or painful in the future.