Step One: Get Out Alive
So much was going on around him, his anger rising as the asshole who came to do nothing but talk shit, kept talking. He was trying his hardest to keep conscious, the blood loss making him weaker, but if he had to protect himself and his pack mate, he would even if it killed him. The words of the old man weren't even registered, Enigma chose to ignore him as his attention was focused mainly on the young boy who sought to help him. He listened to Tornach, trust for this boy rising. Though the boy said the land didn't matter, Enigma was confused. Apparently, the old man didn't think so. "Apparently your friend thinks otherwise...I won't refuse the help." Before he could say more, his packmate came in to stand beside him, a bit of relief dropped on him now that Xephyris was here, however, before he could respond an old hag came in with words much the same as the old man. He glared at the woman, her threats empty to him. She could do what she wanted, she didn't scare him one bit. She was an old ugly fart, if she wanted a fight he would rip her a new one and see how she liked it. Turning to Xephyris, he whispered "Ignore the old bitch." Enigma and his packmate had no intention of hurting someone who was trying to help, but the hostile assholes was another story. He spat at surreal, spit and blood falling to the ground in front of her feet, but before he could say more another unknown appeared.
Hackles bristled once more, but soon relaxed when the woman seemed to be on their side. His glare did not leave the two that sought to harm a pair that did nothing to them, and then more relief when his mother came. He lowered his head some, not in submission but because he was growing tired. If these old creatures dared harm his mom then they signed their death certificates. Although his mother was injured, he was glad she had made it out. His attention turned to Tornach again, words low so the others could not hear. "I assure you, we won't harm you. We're not the monsters your mother seems to think we are." He held no respect for the old woman, much less fear of her. Her words were no more then a gust of wind to him.
Besides, loners held no place in the world compared to pack wolves. So her threats were even more empty. Who was this hag to be coming in and threatening him? She would regret it soon enough. He turned his attention to Astrea, the girl said they knew his youngest siblings? That meant she was from the pack where they were at in refuge right now...an ally, so to speak. At least, in this moment. He was glad for once, that so many were willing to help someone like him. Although he had done his share of bad practices, everyone had sins. He was sure old hag lady and her old boyfriend were the same. At least, they were showing their true colors anyway. His head would turn then, finding a Titan male stalk into the scene, his scent very similar to Astrea's.
He listened to the blue male, quietly and with a degree of respect at how he handled the situation. So he knew the hag? Maybe she had been trying to spread rumors, that's what all old ladies did. Gossip. He almost snorted at the thought, of course, he would have if his body wasn't hurting so much. "We're not here to hurt anyone. We were just looking for some healing help. But that guy and this old lady seem to only want to harass us." He spoke to Glacier and Astrea, ignoring the other two completely. He wasn't going to waste his breath on two insolent fools who only wished to pick fights with those who couldn't fully protect themselves, not even his own family would do something so despicable. And with Enigma wanting to be a Healer, even he sought to help those who might need it, enemies or not. That was something he realized thanks to Takira.
"Thank you for your offer Tornach." He turned back to the yearling, words meant for his ears only as he was the closest besides his packmate and mother. "I'm the Fayth of our pack, highest healing position but I'm still learning...your help would be appreciated, but perhaps away from prying eyes." Not only was the quiet request away from Tornach's mothers prying eyes, but he did want peace and quiet as well as a private place for Tor to patch him up. Perhaps going with the Elementas group would be a good idea, especially if that's where the rest of their family was.
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