Altar of Twilight if you do not know which way to go

For personal reference setting this before they reach Bramblepoint...

She'd spotted the dark figure moving listlessly when they'd stopped for a break, choosing to scout ahead a short ways for their continued travel. At first Ibis was negligent in her response; she wasn't sure if this was the same red-eyed wolf she had caught watching the mountain or someone else. When they dropped, her stomach clenched and she knew regardless of who it was, they needed aid.

Ibis hastened to the stranger's side, unable to help herself. In her mind's eye she saw her beloved Akavir on his knees and it pained her deeply. The stranger's breath was irregular; she could not discern any damage to his body but Ibis' eyes were still adjusting to the deepening night, and she did not want to probe at this stranger without consent.

The woman carefully brushed at the stranger's face cheek with her nose, nuzzling at them with tenderness she did not mean; hoping to wake them for a diagnosis. It struck Ibis in that moment — she had left her collection of herbs with Bridget and Lilitu. Oh, what good could she do here without them?