Firefly Glen blood in eden

The bear was finished by the time Lane arrived, which was a very good thing. The warriors had brought down the beast quickly. Hopefully, that meant relatively fewer injuries this time around.

Moving beyond the fallen beast, Lane realized that the wolves were still in combat. Two of the Glen wolves attacked a pale stranger. Lane dropped her medkit, surveying the scene with disbelief. Why had the wolves turned on one of their own kind? Wasn't there enough wolf's blood spilled on this soil? 

Her parents had warned her about this-- about pack wolves tearing each other apart all for the sake of pride. At the time, Lane had thought it was nonsense, surely.. just dramatic stories to warn her away from pack life.. and yet, here it was, happening in front of her very nose.

The medic's eyes were drawn to a fourth wolf-- a dark woman with blood running down her flank. Lane barked to woman, hoping to attract her away from whatever pack-wolf nonsense was taking place so Lane could tend to her wound. 

Lane tore her gaze from the pack wolves and nosed through her supplies, sniffing for the dried marigold or-- yes, the horsetail-- that would do fine...