Forced out of the way, first by a healer she had not yet seen and then their druid... there was nothing to do now but see that Eoghain was cared for properly. It was not her place to be at the side of any fallen Cumhaill, there was little she could do. In the whirlwind of activities her youngest brother Sean found her side, dragging her off to send her with the band headed for the Clan Cumhaill.

"Now Katie, I told ye it was folly ta go and start working fer them.. look how the protected ye... got ye taken in a raid before ye first feast with them..", the boy was thirty just two years older than his sister. Instantly, she was frowning at him prepared to give him a good going over,... "Ye know that ye need ta come home. Get in there with Holly... and stay out of trouble, I will be bringing ye home before after the feast pf Laugh. Tis high time ye started ta learn ta mind a man...."

That did it, "Sean Angus! Do na start with me. I have had all I will take of being told what ta do fer quite some time! Did ye na just see me defend meself?" She was seeing red but the murmurs of Eoghain's fall.... "I go with them now. We will continue this after all is sorted out, dear brother. See that na one follows, Please..... Help Conall and the others." Her kiss to his cheek and quickly she joined the wagons home.

The long trip giving her time to think, looking at the blood upon her hands, the touch of all three tribes upon her now. Perhaps it was time... perhaps she just needed a drink. And so plan for a great feast began in her head. Worrying never did well with her.