Sorrel had indeed been inside the den, resting almost completely unaware of his twin's troubles. Something certainly hadn't been quite right with him, though both boys had drifted off and Sorrel it seemed into a rather deep sleep, not noticing as F?li left the den to go and get some air outside. He'd stirred lightly at that point, the air around him suddenly feeling much cooler though it hadn't been enough to wake the boy.
The cries for help however had certainly caused him to wake up. Mismatched eyes would glance to the spot that F?li had been lying in earlier though of course his twin was not to be found there. Realising that the other had now gone outside, Sorrel would be quick to rise and let out a horrified gasp as he saw the blood staining his brother's pale coat, falling from his eyes. He stood there frozen for a moment before dashing back into the den without a single word. There he headed to the small pile of herbs and plants he'd collected from around the den area. Honestly he had no idea what any of them did nor did he even know what they were even called, he'd planned on asking his mother to teach him once she had gotten a little better but the lessons hadn't started yet.
Grabbing a mouthful he'd run back outside where his father had now reached F?li and was trying to comfort the boy. Dropping his selection of plants he'd look up to his dad, hoping that perhaps he could help. "Papa, will any of these help?" He asked, glancing at his herb pile and then looking back to Gitan.
