His brother had lost, and Arke wasn't sure what to do about it. He had followed Dragon from the battlefield, stopping by his den to collect a few herbs to treat his brothers wounds. The fight could have gone much worse, he thought, but at least the worst wound his brother appeared to have was his newly torn ear. He took his time to get there, knowing his elder brother probably wanted a bit of time to relax and process what had happened. As far as he knew, they had always grown up in a pack. They had never been loners, but now...? Now what were they going to do? With herbs gripped gently in his teeth, he came upon his brother and sat down near the water, the bundle of herbs set gently on the ground. "Hey brother, how're you feeling?" Probably a stupid question, but he was worried about his brother. Was he taking it hard? Was he okay with it? He needed to know.
"Speak"
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