The Usual (Post-Raid Healing)

No sooner had Syanna finished provisioning out supplies and tools for the other healers to assemble the kits, the triumphant heroes began filing into the infirmary. She glanced out the windows again in surprise; was the fighting really over already? That had been extraordinarily fast! Yet here they all were, waiting for treatment, and none of them looking too severe! Syanna breathed a sigh of relief and began helping Gwyn divvy out the remaining supplies. Her attention was caught by a scurry of paws, and when she turned, she saw one of the new girls throwing herself at Rudyard, embracing him like her life depended on it. Rudy didn't seem too injured, but he had gotten it worse than many of the others. Blood dripped from some lacerations on his belly, but otherwise the young brute seemed in good spirits.

Syanna grabbed a triage kit and began making her way over to Rudy, sliding nimbly through the throng of wolves to intercept them on their way to an already occupied healer. "Hey, come over here, you two," she called to Fern and Rudy, gesturing them to follow her to an isolated cot. She gestured for Rudy to climb up so she could have better access to his wounds, unpacking the triage kit and preparing an antiseptic salve and bandages. Once he got up, she'd need to inspect his belly to make sure the lacerations wouldn't require stitches. "Tell me what hurts, from most painful to least." Depending on what Rudy reported to her, she'd know how best to treat him.

"Syanna Alluráin"