Acting as the solo alpha for the Aspen Grove now, Cortinarri led the wounded brigade across the Valley to be healed. Although she hated most humans, Ghost and Manov had at one time convinced her of the Lady's kindness. She was the only human the wolf trusted, or she would never have brought her pack here.

Standing at the edge of the yard, Cortinarri directed her muzzle towards the house and gave voice to a short howl.

With Kimama stretched across her back, an arrow lodged grotesquely in the young fae's side, Liseli padded slowly in, forced to lean on her son Altan to keep upright. The beta herself hadn't been wounded in the battle, but it was despair and fear for Kimama that made her daughter's tiny weight too much to bear alone. As they came within reach of the house, Liseli sank down, joining Cortinarri in calling to the residents as Altan hauled Kimama's unconcious carcass from his mother's back.

Both had followed their alphess and beta to the farm, helping those who needed it. Both had minor injuries, Draven's neck was slashed, but was beginning to heal. Soleil had a few cuts, but nothing serious.

They joined their leaders in calling for the humans.

As Cortinarri waited, an unexpected pain rippled through her midsection, making the alpha wince. Oh no, not yet! She thought with a touch of panic, knowing all too well what that feeling meant. It had been years since she had her first litter, but there was no denying the pains of labor. A quick look was shot to Liseli, It's time... I'm sorry. She wanted to remain with her pack and the badly wounded Kimama, but she wasn't about to whelp her pups here in the middle of the humans' yard. As a second wave of pain shivered through her, the mother skirted around the yard as she headed for the Barn.

The calls didn't go long unanswered. Two humans appeared, both looking to be in their twenties. Kate, who was familiar with wolves from her work at the Wolf Center, was quick to grab the old medical kit used by Charlene. Behind her, Greg cautiously followed. Recently, he had some bad encounters with the Valley's wildlife, so he would be a little more cautious here.

"What has happened to you?" The young woman questioned in a soft, gentle voice as she moved slowly towards the bunch. Kimama caught her attention first, and she moved to that wolf before the others. "Poor baby..." Kate continued to speak, moving ever so slowly. If the wolves showed her no signs of imminent attack, she would go ahead and begin treating the wounded female.

And yet another complication arose in the already confusing and bewildering situation. Cortinarri's pups were coming. She shot a glance back to the alpha femme. It's alright. Go. I'll take care of them.

She had been waiting for the Lady to show up, unknowing that the poor old woman had been killed in a car wreck, and when Kate and Greg responded, her reflex was to let a snarl hit the air and put herself in front of her injured daughter. She had moved to do so when she spotted Charlene's medical kit in Kate's hand. They had visited here once before, and Liseli recognized the little box... finally, she spoke aloud to the pack. This is not the Lady, but that is the Lady's box of healing. It holds nothing to hurt us.

Still she trembled a bit as she stepped aside so that Kate could reach Kimama without feeling too threatened.

Draven took a step forward, head bent in defense when the two humans appeared, but Liseli's words slowly let him relax, and he and Soleil took a few steps back to let Kate and Greg near Kimama.

Kiku and Mikomi helped their injured mother to the Woodland Farm. Dove had been bloodied very badly and her left hind leg was dislodged. She had wounds around her neck where the Haunters had bitten down. She howled painfully and collapsed on the ground a few yards from the humans.

Glider had only a few cuts here and there, but he was now completely blind, having both of his eyes gouged out.

When the aggression was shown, Kate halted her movements and remained still. Like Charlene, she spoke softly and quietly all along, and was sure to keep her eyes cast down. "Greg, why don't you help the dog." She offered, knowing that the young man hadn't had the best of encounters with wild animals lately.

"Sure, I can do that..." Greg responded, heading towards Dove while trying to mimick the slow and fluid movements that Kate was using. He didn't really know much about healing, but he understood the basics. "Ok, let's see..." He said to himself, feeling his stomach twist at the sight of the bloodied mother. "I need some gauze, something for the bleeding." He announced, looking over his shoulder at Kate.

By now, Kate had moved up to Kimama and had the kit open. Taking out one of the rolls, she slid it to her friend. "It's alright, it's alright." She went on speaking as she worked, "I'm here to help..." Getting a cloth ready, she braced one hand against the wolf's side, then quickly drew the weapon out of the flesh. The cloth was pressed down over the wound to try and staunch any bleeding. While one hand held the cloth, she used her other one to assess the degree of internal hemorraging. She pressed the wolf's side carefully, trying to feel whether the abdomen were distended or not. She also checked the gums to see how pale they might be. If worse came to worse, she would take Kimama to the Wolf Center.

Meanwhile, Greg was working to apply bandages over the worse of Dove's wounds. Not knowing how to put a dislocated limb back in, he left that for Kate to take care of.

The arrow had torn through skin and muscle, and had splintered a small peice of her ribcage, causing the tiny fragments to bury themselves into the surrounding organs. However, the function of the organs had not been impeded: it only made the bleeding a bit harder to control, and added a clear, slimy fluid to the mix of liquid that oozed from the wounds. For now, her gums were still a pale, pale shade of pink, but the color was slowly fading from them due to the incredible amount of blood that was flowing from the million tiny wounds in her middle.

Liseli watched Kate work on her daughter, flinching as the girl removed the arrow, as though it had physically hurt her. She felt a worried whine hit the air without her permission, but stayed back. She knew all too well how frightened the two-legs could become if too many wolves gathered around, and it was vital that Kate help Kimama. She couldn't risk scaring her away.

The mother dog yelped as Greg applied the bandages to her wounds while her hybrid son and daughter held her still.