Broken Antler Fen Time will tell.

Pearl showed up, and right away Ammie knew she had a supporter. The look she gave the male was somewhere around the one the tawny woman had given just minutes ago, and a flash of satisfaction blasted through her. Unfotunatley, it was short lived, and though she growled when the male began to stand, surprise and some sense of guilt came over her as the stranger fell for the last time. Sure, he'd had a potential of being dangerous, and Ambrosia was still fairly upset with Sebastian for bringing him here without knowing anything, but she didn't know whether or not he actually deserved to die. 
The black faced woman stayed quiet, since argument was clearly no longer needed, her ears falling down and a slight whine slipping from her throat. His mumbles caught her attention though, and THAT she argued. 
           "You are not a bad healer, he just wasn't meant to live on."
Perhaps it was the cold, hard truth. She took her order with a nod and awaited further direction, should he want help with the body. 
                           "I'll figure out why he was so beat up, Seb. Maybe he deserved it...."