Seeing Sam stagger down the street with a vicious wound, the people of the village were quick to fetch the local healer. Sam was brought to a comfortable bed, her wounds cleaned and dressed, some simple porridge brought to her, and some very strong beer. After the terrible ordeal, she didn't have the strength to explain just what had bit her, and after a few days of feverish bedrest, the healer tending to her just assumed she was delirious. Sam knew it was a werewolf that bit her though, or at least, it certainly seemed like one, so she tried one last time to explain.
Sam was feeling fully recovered otherwise, and rather peppy even, the day before the moon became full again.