Although a part of him had wished to stay with his twin, Sorrel had followed his father instead wishing to help find something that would heal his brother. The young boy still knew nothing about healing, though he certainly wished not for the first time that he had more knowledge about such things. He could learn though and certainly would even if the middle of an epidemic was hardly the best time for any sort of lessons to begin. Sorrel didn't care right now, he just wanted F?li better.
He was pause as Gitan neared the group, now suddenly wishing that he had remained in the den. It didn't like venturing out at the best of times and now there was a gathering group and he was only able to recognise two of the wolves, his father and the white woman Song who had introduced herself to him once as another of his Aunts. Drawing in a breath he would venture forwards and join his father. "Papa, I'm helping too." He declared as he sat down next to the man.
