Foolish men

“And it’s my job to protect. I can’t do that properly when I’m injured.” He said, his voice soft. Quiet but passionate, he believed in the charge he had been given. He would give his life for any of the Hallows wolves. But he didn’t want to be the reason she was putting hers into danger in the first place. He squinted at her, and saw the unyielding determination and sighed softly. In fact, she was already moving forward. As if his arguments would only ensure she went without him.

“Alright, alright. Deal.” He said, seeing it was the best one he would get. Moving slowly, he gingerly made his way out of the infirmary. Hoping he could follow his tracks in the daylight. Although that wasn’t really an issue, considering he could follow the scent of his blood. He picked up the pace a little as they made their way out of the castle, and out into the world beyond. The moment they left the Hallows territory, he was on his guard.

"Mercury"