Adeline POV
“Those critically injured need to be brought over here, those with major but not critical injuries on the other side of the field and those with minor injuries need to be escorted back to the pack house for treatment." My voice rang out across the field as I pointed to the places I was directing. My brother Luke was by my side throwing a shawl around me and handing me a large button up shirt. I quickly slipped into the shirt, buttoning it hurriedly and keeping the shawl around my shoulders knowing I'd need it. I quickly headed over to the area where I'd directed the most critically wounded to go, assessing them at a glance I picked out the most critical I could see and headed in that direction.
One by one I healed the members of the alliance that needed immediately help
