He watched with a wary eye as she reacted to him, moving from the gentle stream - what could normally be considered rapids - to greet him. He offered a clearly forced smile, though didn't seem overly taken aback by her presence. He was simply wary, as well as tired, though intent on keeping his distance all the same. It took her a long moment to answer him, though truthfully he didn't mind... he supposed he could take a lesson from her on thinking before speaking, something he'd never been very good at. "It's no problem. My name's Corvus Destruction. I'm Blackthorn - one of the higher ranking warriors here." The faint smile returned, dipping his head to her as politely as he could muster. She'd been in Abaven for a bit now, but he didn't know her name, or precisely why she'd been allowed here. He supposed that was a question for later, rather than this precise moment.
He felt his expression slipping as the feline continued on, explaining that his - their? -packmates weren't alright but there had been no casualties. That was.. something, he supposed. He let out much harder sigh than he'd expected to, letting his body sink to the earth, his hindquarters going first and his front half following soon after. The way she spoke made it sound like quite a few wolves had been injured, and he was no exception. And one of the kids tried to murder their sister? Corvus cringed slightly at the thought. "Wow," he breathed as he tried to think of who could've done such a thing. There weren't many pups in Abaven to begin with..
His own thoughts slipped away for a moment, though her voice brought him back to reality. "I was here," he corrected her, finding it difficult to hide the slightly defensive tone from his voice. "I was sleeping.. and was stuck in my den," he only half-lied. He'd been sulking, only drifting faintly in and out of consciousness.. so maybe it wasn't that much of a lie after all. "That's how I got these," he lifted one of his forelimbs slightly in the air, showing off the scabbed pads of his paw that indicated he'd been burned. "I wasn't sure I'd be much help to anyone limping back like I was," Corvus admitted, shrugging his shoulders, and hoping desperately that she didn't think him a coward for not diving headfirst into the fire like some of his kin might've done.
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