Protector

It caused him to pause for a moment when Tahlia screamed his name just as he rolled her onto her side. The cry startled him as he heard the fight instinct in her yell, the pale wolf letting out a snarl as he bared his fangs. All of his weight was put onto his mate as he rolled Tahlia onto her back. The last thing he wanted to was knock her out by suffocation but the more she wriggled underneath him the more he felt like that was the more viable option. Bane was brought out of the chaotic fog that had settled over his vision where he lay over Tahlia and looked back at Lior for a second, a nod being given at the pup.

His tongue returned to his mates eye, feeling with each lick what the anatomy of the wound was. A splintered branch lying just atop her head was pawed up, his jaws seizing the tree limb and putting it in Tahlia's maw. "I know it hurts, but I cannot, I must clean this out." Bane panted as he felt the eye again with his tongue. It was shocking, the damage. Overall the shape was fine, save for the splinter of wood that had punched in and acted as a fulcrum, the lens having partially burst through the flesh of the eye when the splinter broke off of the branch that had hit her.

The lens felt as a smooth stone, almost a ball of glass. It was taken out with a flick of his tongue, the sound of the not-stone hitting the rocky ground, and the wood was pulled straight out. The runny blood that welled up from the wound was good in the sense that it helped the tears flush the wound of dirt and splinters. Bane scrabbled up from his mate and inspected the shadows of several boulders before returning with clean moss, the spongy vegetation was pressed and held as the old wolf hung his head and let out an exhausted sigh. Tahlia might be hurting right now, but he would see to that she and the pups were guided back to their den before checking on his elder offspring. If this was the only thing to befall them, then they all got away cheap.