You're being rescued, please to not resist

A bit move movement among the underbrush pulled his attention and then there she was, the woman this had all been for. He smiled a little around the cloak between his teeth as she walked up to him. Her ears were still tucked back and her tail was hidden between her legs, but she willingly walked up to him and that alone felt like a victory. As long as she could begin to trust him and understand that he truly wanted what would make her most comfortable then perhaps they could build a friendship of sorts out of this mess. Once she was in front of him he settled back on his haunches so that he could arrange the cloak between his paws, sweeping it over her and draping it across her thin shoulders, fastening it for her around her neck.

"Better?" he asked with a warm smile, the softness in that expression a stark contrast to the gruesome blood that was splattered across his pale coat. He gave her a small nod then and stood again, picking up his bag and slipping it around him again. "Alright... Lets go home." He was tired from the fight, but he was pretty sure that he could make it back to the hot springs without having to stop for the night if for no other reason than out of his pure eagerness to get back to Void. Along the way when they passed a river he did stop long enough to rise out most of the blood from his pelt just so he wouldn't worry Void too terribly much, but otherwise he kept them moving all the way back to the hot springs with their new den mate in tow.

Plague | Viridis | Procella