Don't ask why

Citadel was already scowling when Oleander showed up, and his scowl only grew when the healer mentioned blindness being a possibility. The white wolf had taken over the scene the moment he turned up, and Cit was accustomed to listening to him by now. When his cousin told him to move his paw, he did. The pad came away slick with blood. So what? Was he supposed to just stop being angry at his sister because she was dumb enough to fall? 


“The ground crumbled under her and she rolled down the hill. She probably has bruising as well as the cuts.” He said, trying to treat this like any other patient. Like he and Ollie were in the infirmary, and the older wolf had told him to assess them.


Cit put his paw awkwardly on the ground as if it hurt him. But there was only blood on it. It wasn't the first time he'd had blood in his coat, he was a hunter after all. “Do we move her to the infirmary?”