Enough running
02-17-2016, 12:24 AM
He looked at her leg as she lifted it. He huffed a bit before drawing close to examine it. "This is serious" he murmured. "I do not have the skill or knowledge to understand what is injured or will need to be repaired." He paused to contemplate for a bit. "I can shelter you for a little while, just until you are better. I have no intention of protecting you forever though." He offered his side for her to lean on, "Come now. I have a small shelter in the lee of a tree. It is out of site of the shore and ought to be safe for now. I can find food soon as well." For now this would work. He worried about her leg. He had spoken truth earlier though. He had no ideal the extent of the damage to her leg. He may have to find a healer, and for that he would have to go ashore, where the other packs were. |
"Your silence speaks volumes. You know not what to make of me. Am I a threat? Am I a danger to those you love? I am an anomaly to you, as you are to me. The difference between us is I don't care if either of us live to see the sun rise tomorrow. So either come and kill me or come sit with me. Your choice."