so critical

The bear came upon them, and Sirius did not flinch. He held steady, ready to launch himself at the very face of the bear to keep it off the wolf he protected. He would not waver in his pursuit to protect what was his, and Roan was very much that. His sister's lover, his pack member. He would not be going to Io today to give news of her loved ones demise.

Before he could put himself in the worst possible danger, Resin did. Sirius howled in anger as she launched herself at the bear, and was thrown into the wall. He was torn between finishing the fight, and going to Resin.

Roan went for the bear, and Sirius could see that Resin had weakened it enough for Roan to take that kill shot. Sirius needed no more persuading. He ran to Resin’s side and checked her injuries. He was hardly a professional healer, but he had been in combat enough to know how to keep someone alive until help arrived. He checked her head, fearing the worst there, and felt where her head had impacted. He was faintly aware of Roan calling to Io, and was grateful.

Her chest rose, and fell, and stuttered, and he realised instantly that something was wrong. He moved her as gently and quickly as he could, move her to the ground, and tilting her head to the side. He then began to perform compressions on her stomach. He could not afford to be careful of her ribs. He pushed her heart, and breathed air into her muzzle. Once, twice, and she breathed on her own once more. There wasn’t time to assess anything else, Io was there and pushing him aside, and he allowed the expert to take over. He would turn his attention to the dead bear. Angry he couldn’t kill it himself, that it couldn’t die again and again.