Slowly Drifting...

The pack's healer didn't seem to be within earshot and Dante felt a bit of cold panic hit his gut. He had no clue how to proceed here. Thankfully, the woman stirred, eyes opening briefly before closing again. It was something. Her breathing seemed more regular as well, a telling sign that she was likely more lucid now.

There was no sign of outward injury, something that spoke of either internal trauma or illness. Neither of which were in his capacity. "Hey, what happened?" He asked, hoping to maybe gain some insight into what was wrong with her. Perhaps he could then get a clue as to what he could do to help her at least get within range of Blue.