Whitebark Stream red sun rises

intended for @Veskar: follows this thread

he had proved much, but nothing at all. whether he followed star eater and blackfell, she hoped it was the latter. she wished to check him for wounds; the same that she would do for blackfell once they reached the camp.
she could not ensure the younger blackmarch brother's safety within her husband's claim. for what it was worth— she could not heed the guilt of a wounded animal. if he had been wounded. she would check to make sure, that of all, there was no stench of blood from his coat.
sit, she ordered of him. the stream roared in her ears, but she was lucky enough that the saatsine had settled here once before. she dug around, nose to the dirt, before finding her cache. plethora of herbs now dried, she dug, sprying dirt in her wake.
she returned to the blackmarch male.
why did you fight him? but more importantly, why did you stop?