The hunt had gone well he thought, even as the adrenaline started to wear off and the pain became so much more apparent he was thrilled with the results. Even though he'd been bleeding all over the place. Dual colored gaze would notice that now, as well as the puddle that formed under his belly. Now that he thought about it he realized that he was in a pretty bad place. Already he could feel himself growing a bit light headed. "This way." Features would snap to the boy who'd issued the order. Already knowing exactly what protest Frith might offer.
Even he knew when to submit to authority, his ears would fall to his head as he followed his nephew. He wasn't sure where they might go but he did know the boy was right in pulling him aside. He would have done such for any of the members and he expected them to follow the healer's orders, he himself had to do the same. So the Author would put up no protest as Sorrel led him away.
