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Ah! S'ari supposed she was not as sneaky as she'd hoped. Her approach caused the other to turn and acknowledge her, though he only grunted. He was lying in the water and did not get up, so she relaxed. He seemed harmless enough, though his size even for a coyote made her a bit nervous. The Tribe tended to run on the smaller side. A large male was enough to make her want to keep her distance, though any wolf would still dwarf him.

S'ari opened her mouth to speak a greeting, and then she noticed the bloodied water, red around his body, and fading to pink as it flowed outward. Alarmed, she stepped closer to him, assuming that he was currently bleeding. She thought of the one she had met who carried a skin-full of herbs around with her and cursed herself for not having something of the like, as well. Does this one require help? Medicine? She turned her head, as if searching for plants that might help. There was some vegetation here, though she hadn't studied any of it closely. Being in the water was probably the most helpful thing for him, and he was already doing that.