Lorag pulled out one of the potions and stepped up to Kaleeth. "Yeah, and from what I remember, some of those cuts came from silver too.' He commented as he handed off one of the potions to her. She was somewhat reluctant to take a potion that someone else might need, but upon the insistence of the others, she accepted it. 

Since Kaleeth had a potion, Ahnasha was the one other than Meesei that Sabine would want to help. She rubbed her injured shoulder lightly for a few seconds after Sabine made the offer, then nodded. "I should probably get your help, actually. A Senche trampled, me, dislocated my shoulder. I'd like to be able to use a bow as soon as possible, in case we need to defend the camp."

Meesei did not give much of an outward reaction to the news of Do'ajee's death, though that was mostly because the many other tragedies they had faced in the attack had been dulling her to the pain of the losses. 

A few moments later, another individual stepped into the tent, this time a Breton woman. Surprisingly, she did not appear uncomfortable to be walking in on a pack potentially giving their goodbyes to their leader, but she was at least polite. "Forgive me. I am Marcaille, the clan's lead Restorationist. I know I am probably intruding, but I want to stay with the Champion for tonight. Remain with her, try to help her survive as best as I can. Even if the chances aren't good, I would rather try than not." She explained. Oddly, the other healer had described Marcaille as an old Breton, but she appeared to be reasonably young.