Redhawk Caldera sit down for a spell

Nothing urgent. She nodded, and heard Perry approach them. She sniffed and could smell the dried blood, and she wrinkled her muzzle absently. She lowered her head as he drew to her side, her own eyes falling onto him and looking at the injuries, scrutinizing them. But he was too quick to turn and give attention to their visitors, and so Tiger herself did so, also.

From this she obtained some intel. Dante. She assumed he was the leader of their Plateau pack, and she wondered if this would be significant news to her leader. And then Harlyn spoke, causing Tiger to gain more interest in her. Pending Perry's response, she'd like to join them on this healing session; she had ample interest in becoming a healer herself. In any case, Tiger hadn't missed their lack of introductions. "Sorry, and what're your names...?" She dipped her head apologetically, sure her own leader might have asked the question himself.