Blaming myself, tied to these chains, living in pain

Erys had devotedly been taking care of the man he’d found while he had gone out with Chimera. Tending to his wounds, making sure he was fed, doing whatever he could to keep him alive. He didn’t know what would became of him so Erys tried not to get attached. He’d seen a lot of wolves come and go, though his life had changed completely he was still wary. It was like his heart was even softer now that he lived in Fenmyre.

Bringing breakfast down to the beach the galactic marked man always knocked politely on the door before her entered. It didn’t really matter if there was an answer on the other side, and unless he heard Chimera on the other side he would open the door. He was greeted with the healing, but exhausted, form of Lucian.

A soft grin rested on his soft features as he entered the room shyly, readying the meal at the freshly cleaned table. He raised a curious brow at his charge as he finally greeted him, "Good morning, eat up to regain your strength.” Erys encouraged softly. "How are you feeling?” Erys would be back with treatment if he had regressed anywhere. He’d address Luc’s wounds when it was time to redress.

"Erystotle Atlas"