Oblivious to all around him Sorrel had remained unconscious as he was dragged across the lands. Though he hadn't been his prettiest upon F?li and Frith's discovery of him, dragged through the mud and bloodied scruff the boy certainly looked a mess now. Still not ready to awaken he would remain right where he had been left, unaware of his condition, state or even the new little guardian, Ellingham, he had apparently gotten in all of this.
The conditions here were certainly far better, enough so that if he had wished the owl could have quite easily left and flown off elsewhere. He couldn't explain it, but for whatever reason Ellingham had developed quite the attachment to the boy and his family in the journey and now certainly longed to see Sorrel recover before he bid them farewell. That being said he would remove himself from his perch upon Sorrel's body now, although still sticking close to the boy.
