Firefly Glen blood in eden

Lane probably should have realized something was up, when she was ushered into the Glen's ranks so swiftly after disclosing her medical training. She had been working nonstop since she walked in the door, patching wounds and mixing medicines from the stores Holland had gathered. At least, she assumed they were Holland's herbs... he had yet to show his face in the medicine den. He was probably busy with the wounded somewhere. 

There was loss and grief hanging in the air here, so thick even a newcomer could taste it. But there was something else there too-- a lingering anxiety. Unfinished business. The monster responsible for the death and suffering still lived, and it still lurked among them. There would be a final reckoning, and soon. Lane had gathered her supplies, and she now slept with one ear perked, listening, steeling herself for the showdown. 

A pained roar echoed across the Glen, signaling that the bear had been discovered. Lane pulled herself to her feet, swiftly located her bundle of medical supplies, and exited the medicine den. 

Lane has not arrived yet. She is currently approaching the scene with medical supplies.