I am strong when I am on your shoulders

He wasn’t sure what he had been expecting at the fight, but he was not disappointed it hadn’t been a huge shit-fest like that first challenge. He tried not to think too heavily on those events, it wasn’t good to dwell on events you couldn’t change. He sighed softly to himself as he glanced back behind him again to check on Samara’s progress. Her ankle was still healing, and by now he’d noticed how much her joints began to swell after she exerted herself too much.

She silently let him know she needed a rest and the tall alpha turned around to return to her side. He tried to offer a comforting smile, knowing she was in more pain than she let on. He pulled his haunches beneath himself as he refrained from offering a comforting nuzzle. Rhyme was much more touchy feely after raising two litters of pups. ”The offer to ride is still extended.” He reminded her half teasingly as they stopped much too near the battlefield for his taste. They wouldn’t return to Abaven nearly as quickly as he might have liked, but he also wasn’t about to abandon her out here.