Jannet frowned. Turning around slowley she saw a man lying on the far bank. She cursed herself. Anything could have happened. She could have died. She had been stupid. Kicking herself she made her way towards him. He would be the perfect excuse for going into the human camp. She would take care of him, and he would be her ticket in. Frowning she looked over him.  Blood seeped from her body. She methodicly began to remove his clothes. She needed to see the wounds and clothes would just get in the way. She knew she could heal these. She often had to heal herself throughout her life. A vampire would not have been able to help her. So she knew enough to help him. Jannet went back to her bag and took out some clean clothes. She ripped them into three inch wide strips before walking back to him. He was in no danger of a fast death right now so she was being careful. His wounds were only superfical.<br/><br/>Jannet began wrapping the cloth around his chest. He was not very heavy so she could easily manouver him. When his wounds were covered she went into the forest surrounding them. She needed to find the ingridients for a poulitic. She was mostly just looking for comefrey. The small flowers were easy to identify the plant by. Scanning the ground she kept her ears open. She did not want the man to wake up and she did not want anything to find them.<br/><br/>Grinning she knelt down as her eyes spotted the small purple buds. Jannet began ripping the leaves of of the plant. There were several around her. Soo she had a large bundle of leaves to take back with her. They would be very helpful. It would clean the wound a remove anything bad from his system. She didnâ€™t want to hurt humans. That wasnâ€™t her job at all. Her job was just to gather more information about them.<br/><br/>Jannet made her way back to the man. He was still out cold. Poor thing. Ignoring him for now she went back to her pack and took out her small cooking pot and her lighter. She carried them a to the lake and dipped the pot into the water. It was small but it would be enough for his wounds.<br/><br/>Carefully maneuvering the water back towards him she stopped a few feet away before setting it on the ground and grabbing some brittle twigs. Holding the lighter up to the wood she cursed as they didnâ€™t catch. Holding the lighter underneath she smiled as the small twigs caught. Flames began licking along them as she set them on a bare patch of ground.  Pushing some fist sized stones around her small fire she made a makeshift fire pit to contain the flames.<br/><br/>Shoving some comefrey leaves into the pot of watter she held it over the fire. It would take a while to boil but until then it would work. Her brain had a lot to go over.