hero time? ugh.

The only sound was the girl's frantic actions and words. Tora had an amused, fleeting thought of where the hell was everyone else? If this was a pack, why hadn't they intervened? The girl could have been eaten by now if he hadn't stopped the tiger. Was this a test? A trick? Was it a trap? Was he going to be baited by a tiger, a little pup, and eventually be set upon by the whole pack? His eyes showed panic as he tried to get up and limp away. He immediately flinched and growled, whipping his head around to stare at the purple child, as she pressed something to his bleeding wounds.

He hadn't asked permission to save her, but surely you had to ask permission to touch someone? "I'm!" Tora wanted to act big despite the burning and lightheadedness. Fine, he wasn't fine. He was bleeding out, his inexperience with a fight making him act rashly and pay the price "that hurts!" He didn't wail it or cry, grunting out the reply matter of fact. He tore his gaze away from the girl, just letting her do what she wanted. Please don't die she had whimpered. Fuck. How was he supposed to keep that sort of promise? "wh... where's your pack?" He murmured, tired green eyes flickering almost closed.

He felt himself hitting the ground again, full-bodied. A thump echoed through the Bay, and he realized the tiger's claws had almost punctured his throat completely. Shit. He wasn't only bleeding out but dying on the spot.

"he talks"