An Angel of Mercy [Healing Camp]
11-19-2017, 06:48 PM
His first fight he had lost and his wounds needed tended to. His left front leg held up he hobbled on three legs away from the raid. He was embarrassed that he hadn't done a better job in the fight. He only hoped now that the remainder of the pack kicked butt. Once everyone was healed up he would need to get back into some hard core training so that next time he could do a better job. For now he had to heal and mend so that next time he can do a better job. Up ahead he could see two other members, one leaning on the other, no doubt traveling the same way. He fallowed at his own pace, his wounds not as major and could wait for treatment if need be. Fallowing the two women to the camp he moved off to the side and waited to be treated, allowing the more serious to get treated first. |
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