Hate to impose

Although the Hallows was an open sanctuary and hospital for public use, hearing a call for aid was never something Artorias anticipated nor hoped to hear. Especially not one from Audra of all wolves. The first thought that entered the Aegis' mind when he heard his wolf's call was panic. Was Audra okay? Had something happened to her? It was that worry that sent the dire wolf propelling down the castle corridors from the armory, not even bothering to shut the door behind him as he raced to the castle gates. Bounding up to the front doors, he spotted the earthen-hued woman coming up the terrace stairs escorting an equally small monochrome woman with her. Once he set eyes upon the two women, it became obvious that Audra was not the one in need of aid. The stranger she was escorting appeared to be in rough shape, injured and bedraggled and looking on the verge of a panic attack. Was it shock? Had she been attacked by something or someone out in the wild lands?

"Audra, what happened?" the Aegis asked, shifting into alpha mode in an instant. He hurried over to the other side of their guest, careful not to touch her out of respect while also assessing her to damage. He was no healer and his triage abilities were limited at best, but he didn't need to be a world class surgeon like his sister to know she was in a bad spot. "Come, let's get her to the infirmary. You can tell me everything on the way." Gwyn and Syanna had just recently restocked their supplies, so Audra should have more than enough medicine and material to help patch up the stranger. Looking down to the black and white woman with bright lilac eyes, Art offered her his shoulder to escort her the rest of the way if she needed the help. "You're safe here, Miss. The Hallows protects all who need help. My name is Artorias. Are you able to walk? I can carry you if you don't mind."

"Artorias" | "Carpathian" | "Corbin" | "Eira" | "Argent"