Dawn-Fang

Dawn-Fang feels better about moving the body when they feel it relax a little, more confident that it wasn't in immediate danger. They look around, but two of their party has already gone on ahead. "Hey, Liandra. Or..." They turn to look at Arin. "I didn't catch your name. Are you feeling up to helping me carry them? I think they're in stable condition. More or less." They nod towards the body.