Always A Reason For The Pain [INVADERS]

At some point Áskell lost consciousness though he wasn't for sure how long he'd been out. When he came to though he saw his dad laying nearby with his paw on the boy's cheek. He looked terrible. Fear jolted through him and Áskell immediately became more alert as he gazed at his father. Oh no… oh no, this was bad! The sounds of battle had gone silent around him. If there were any more dire wolves they'd gone slinking back into the forest by now. The corpses of others lay scattered on Habari soil.

Rœkia had quickly left as soon as her own opponent was dealt with but Áskell paid the stranger no mind. He was focused entirely on his father's words. As the older man began to speak Áskell started shaking his head. No, no, no… "Please… please don't give up yet. We'll get you a healer. And they'll fix you just.. just give me a minute." He moved to try and go but his father gently pulled on him in such a way that the futility of it all hit home. Ice lodged in his chest as he heard his father's words but he could fully bring himself to say them back as he was unwilling to accept that this was the end. By the time he loosened the knot in his throat enough to speak his father was gone.

Áskell shrieked and reached out with his front limbs to push and paw at his father but the man did not move or respond. This wasn't how this was supposed to go! He felt Ari lay a hand on his shoulder as numbness spread through his chest and gut.