Herbalists' Cache When the levee breaks

This much he knew. But why? He asked, as there were gaps in his knowledge that he wanted to have filled. Blackfell had leapt into icy waters to help rescue Sun Eater's child- why was it all of a sudden that he was exiled? 

He recalled the incident with the lone male who had come to the borders for Star Eater, the pale one. Sun Eater had let him leave, angering Gjalla in the process. Had this been the catalyst for the fight? An old grudge that drew hot blood? His cheeks felt icy cold as he was informed, in his mind's eye he pictured the fight, vivid with red blood. A torn throat surely could mean nothing but death. 

But there was more. 

Nagruk he'd seen only in hunts, only in passing. His brow raised, to hear that the hunter was now calling out for more bloodshed. War against who? He asked, Darukaal? But why? Had the leaders not found a truce? Ridgeback had heard of the meeting amongst the leaders- it had made him burn with envy, later, to learn that Blackfell, Gjalla and others had trailed after Sun Eater and Star Eater to a meeting they had not been invited to attend- to listen in on the procedure, to learn things meant only for their Chieftan and his wife. 

He pined silently for Ice Diver; if she had been here...Perhaps none of this might have happened. 

Sun Eater couldn't fight. He knew he wouldn't be much help in a battle- but perhaps that wasn't what she was asking for. 

What do you want me to do?