Herbalists' Cache poison arrow

Nagruk... Nagruk! The fearless tresspasser, rewarded for her stubbornness and stupidness. Meleys didn't think she would have spared the Tartok woman the same. 

The phantom's eyes lift, meeting the gaze of her newly known half-brother. He is strong. The fever will break. He would live. Or he wouldn't. If he had the strength she believed him to have he would recover quickly from this. If not, he would be left like any other when the herds moved. It was the way of Lanzadoii. 

Luckily, pups of two women had only just been born. They had weeks yet still before travel.