things can really get rough when you go it alone

Roan would have accepted his fate if the pair he’d decided to leave him there for the bear to return to later. He would have made a great meal and he wouldn’t have had to live with the guilt of getting his sister killed. If he had only been just a little faster on his feet the bear would have been the one feasted upon not…

As soon as the dragging began it stopped abruptly, he could hear the little healer make the bigger wolf halt in his tracks. He didn’t seem pleased about it. Roan almost mumbled that they should let him die here, he wasn’t worth the air he breathed after he allowed his sister to be murdered. ”I wont lose you to a bear.” A small piece of the silver marked titan did perish as the words struck him deeper than the bear’s claws. Dapple was dead, he had lost her to a bear.

Still the fallen warrior wouldn’t make a sound to his distress. He knew what a piece of shit he was, and even more so for not rejecting their help. After everything Roan didn’t want to die. He prepared himself for more physical pain. His shoulder was dislocated, they needed to put it back before he could be safely removed. At this point though Roan was losing consciousness, he would likely lose it completely when they made an attempt to return his shoulder where it belonged.