Raid Healing

Sanna had been bested, she knew that much. Though she wasn't injured badly, there were still wounds of her own to tend to. She figured that she wouldn't be the only one. As one of the first knocked out, she may as well take the initiative to grab the kit of healing supplies from deeper within the territory before returning to drop the bag and set up shop on the other side of the falls. Close enough that the others could see her, but well out of the way.

She grumbled as she attempted to clean her own shoulder while she waited, the scrape caked with dirt and her own fur. The purple brute had thrown her, and while it wasn't his intent to cause quite this much harm, she'd landed on a rock in the process. That was fine, though. Still, she'd appreciate another healer when one became available, the spot itself an absolute bitch to reach on her own. From her spot above the falls, Sanna was able to watch the other fighters. Right, watching and learning. That's all she could do for now.

"Speech"