Sometimes, even wounds from the past are sufficient to bring down the strongest people...
The clan ring gathers around <X>, who has been struck down again by an old injury. The healers say that the wound never fully healed, and that this time it will take her/his life. <X> faces death bravely, saying that she knows her time has come. She/he chants a death poem that she wants remembered by the clan, the lapses into unconsciousness. Later that night he/she dies.