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Lena was tending to a wounded soldier when one of the healers approached her and informed her of the new arrival, telling her the name the man had given and where he said he was from. She nodded, and rose from where she was crouched down next to the man. Lena doubted that even with all her knowledge she could save him. She passed the other healer and whispered to him while doing so. "Make him comfortable, and don't leave him until he takes his last breath." Her blue eyes sparkled, only slightly, as she spoke. As if she stated that she would know if her instructions weren't followed. Most healers found it unnecessary to stay with a person that couldn't be helped. Lena saw it differently. To her they were the last faces those people would ever see. To her, a man who was dying away from his home and his family deserved to, at least, not die alone.

As she walked out of one of the many tents her eyes caught the cloaked man. A smile spread across her lips as she caught sight of him, as if somehow his mere presence had brightened her day. "A sheep in a wolf's skin. How entertaining." She whispered in a snickering tone. Some nearby healers would have felt a chill go down their spines as she said that. They knew so little of their leader's past. However they knew what she was capable of, and that was all they needed to know. She followed the man with her eyes as an animal watching its prey. Who was he, and what was his business? Whatever it was she didn't want any of it anywhere near her territory.

Lena wasn't guessing that he was an impostor, she knew it for a fact. He was obviously not a member of the Pack. First of all... He stated he was from the Pack, and no assassin in his right mind would announce himself like that. A member of the Pack would have simply asked for her and showed off the graduation ring, which this man did not posses. Crys had also given her notice of who she would be sending, and that man wasn't Markus. So many mistakes... It was almost insulting that this person thought she could be that easily fooled, or he didn't know who he was dealing with. Which simply made him a complete fool.

As she approached the man however, the only thing her expression would show was a slight curiosity and a welcoming smile. Her voice sounded as pleasant as music as she addressed him. She was the perfect image of what one would imagine the leader of a peaceful healer clan to be: Friendly and harmless. "Greetings traveler." She said, her gaze curiously lingering on the coach for a moment. "What brings a member of the Pack to our humble encampment?"