Healers Promise

*Enigma* · 11-04-2015, 11:44 AM

With the help of his mother, Enigma and his group as well as the yearling who wished to help instead of harass, moved away from the ogling, unfriendly stares of the old hag and her old boyfriend. The Donostrea wolves were nearby, graciously offering to take them back to their lands to reunite with the younger siblings that currently resided there. It was painful, but he wanted privacy for when Tornach mended him. He didn't care much for the timber femme or her companion, they sat on their high horses like they were better then everyone else. As if they were entitled to everything that they were not. He merely sneered at them, refraining from saying more because Tornach had requested it of him.

His mother helped him lie down in a soft patch of grasses, an old goose nest by the looks of it. Painfully, the male settled down, anger subsiding slightly now that he wasn't being heckled. He was glad to see his mother was safe, though there had been plenty of maims, she was alive and at his side. Xephyris seemed well enough, despite the bleeding that plagued his comrades lips. A soft sigh passed his own lips as he settled his head on his forepaws, the adrenaline was moving on, and he hoped the yearling could help him enough to at least make the journey to Donostrea.

"Listen to me talk," 'and know my thoughts.'

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