Driftwood err Driftwolf?

Rudy would love to slide into a deep sleep but as tempting as it is and as exhausted as he is the wolf wasn’t quite foolish enough to be fully asleep.  The bloodied wolf doubted he’d wake up if he went to sleep.  He heard the voice and already had a good idea what had happened.  It wasn’t the first time Reddy had saved his life this way. Opening his eyes to look with painfilled eyes at Fern, he didn’t answer the question but instead, “help.” It had to be the weakest and most humble word he’d ever spoken.  

He was still wracked with pain, exhausted, and feeling horribly humiliated.  “Please?”  Rudy couldn’t even begin to say what he needed most. Should she call for someone?  Did she know how to save him?  Could she get him home? “I refuse to die, but it hurts.” To be honest, Rudy wasn’t sure if those words would be enough this time.  Would he die from this?  Honestly, he wanted Art, Gwynn, Bo, and mom.  

Rudy would be brave once he could sleep, once he was safe.  Well, if Oxx showed up while Fern was here Rudy imagined he’d have to be brave again.  Except, Rudy didn’t think he could stand up even if her life was on the line.  The idea of Oxx showing up with her here sent dread shivering down his spine, “We have to go, you need to get safe.”  Oxx shouldn’t show up since he wanted Rudy to pass on a message but suddenly he could only think of Oxx hurting someone else.  “Go on, get back to the castle and send Art, till him Oxx is around.  You need to be safe.”  Art could come out with others to get him and it wouldn’t be so dangerous but she was one wolf who wasn’t even a great fighter.  Oxx would love to play with her.  Rudy had forgotten his own situation in fear for Fern.

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