Set in a mountainous landscape, a curvy, robust woman wounded with a short slash across her chest reclines into the arms of an older, bearded man as second, cleanshaven man, at the lower left corner, holds an arrow tip to his own chest in this horizontal painting. The people have pale, peachy skin but the older man has a more tan complexion. The reclining woman at the center of the composition, Dorinda, lies back with her left cheek pressed against that shoulder. Her left elbow, on our right, is propped up at shoulder height, perhaps on a rock, and she holds up her other arm alongside her body, her palm facing out at the younger man in the lower left, Silvio. A string of pearls sits like a crown on Dorinda’s blond, curling hair. The skin of her face is pale but her eyelids and cheeks are deeply flushed. She looks down along her body toward Silvio with dark eyes, and her slack lips are parted. Her flowing white blouse falls off her shoulders and bunches up across her chest, almost covering the bleeding wound on the center of her chest. Her wine-red skirt glints in the light, suggesting it is silk, and is bunched up around her bare feet. Silvio has flowing dark brown hair and pointed features. He is shown from the waist up, leaning toward and looking up at the wounded woman. His hair falls loosely over his shoulders, and his pink lips are parted. He holds a brown wrap over a blousy white shirt with his right hand, closer to us, and holds up the point of an arrow to his chest with the other hand. The older man, to our right, has a wiry gray beard and ash-gray hair curling around his ears. Wrinkles line his forehead, the corners of his eyes, and the sides of his mouth. His dark brown robe nearly swallows his body. He looks down toward Silvio as he supports Dorinda. A gold and black quiver of arrows and a silver, crescent-shaped horn with red tassels sit near the lower right corner, near Dorinda’s elbow. A tree grows right behind the man. The rest of the mountainous landscape is hazy in the deep distance.