He gave a snort at Galana's comment on being quite content to be seen as 'useless' than having to use all of her knowledge and skills patching them up. Inggharudube could understand her point of view on the excursion but one thing he knew, he rather have her do nothing than not bring her and sitting there watching a companion bleed out because they didn't have her. Iggharudube did know some basic first aid but his method would be seen as primitive and even cruel to a professional Healer. He stitched up cuts on his own body time to time or on Iggharusk when they were on their own for a couple Turns.
Finally the rest of the group showed up, their Wher's well leaden with supplies. Iggharudube scanned the loads and suspected no Handler overburdened their Whers. If any Handler was prone in doing so they would have learned long ago it was never wise to put too much weight on their companion, Wher's weren't dumb draftbeasts afterall. His own bronze would make it very clear if the load on his back was too much, not that Inggharudube ever put more than he felt was necessary while still allowing his Wher the ability to run or fight if needed and not be completely exhausted by the end of the night.
"Good evening Rhae," Inggharudube responded. He saw no reason to treat nighttime like daytime simply because their schedule started at dusk instead of dawn. All that did was confuse everybody who wasn't a Wherhandler and made it easier for schedules to get mixed up. "I hope you remembered our lessons so you don't have to rely on that crossbow of yours exclusively."
Ferghas showed up then and Iggharudube gave him a nod. "Only time you'll be too late if you came here and we had already left."
"Good, now that we're all here, this is the game plan." Iggharudube announced. "We'll head out along our usual patrol path for the first leg then move cautiously out from there, see what our good trackers can pick up scent wise. From there we'll change tactics depending on what we see once we get to the edge of the more common patrol routes. Till then, move out."
Inggharudube took the lead, letting the others fall into position as they felt best fitted their Wher's talents. Inggharusk was an excellent tracker and knew how to keep his 'prey' from detecting him using a variety of methods such as staying down wind. Unfortunately till they picked up a trace of their enemy it would be impossible to know if their pray was ahead or behind even if they faced the wind at the get go.