Healers Promise

The pain was growing, the adrenaline wearing off. Enigma's eyes narrowed as he bit back the desire to whine with the pain that was consuming him. Gods it sucked without painkillers...he only hoped this boy could help him. When Tor asked if he could be examined, Enigma would nod as he painfully shifted to allow the male to examine him...while he would never be the same physically, it wouldn't change who he was. As Tor asked for his name, Enigma debated telling him his alias, or trusting him and telling him his real name. His one concern was whether or not this kid would tell his mother who he was so that she might use it against him, but...Tor didn't seem to hold the same hatred that the older wolves bore. "My name is Enigma. Thanks...for your help, I mean." Amber gaze sought his, a hint of worry mixed with pain and hesitance reflected. Could he trust him? He supposed he'd find out.