round here the sky's a little closer a little closer to the ground
Frith didn't seem to be quite so worried, though Aslan himself wasn't quite so easily sated by the Author's words. Sorrel and his quiet manner didn't help too much though the small nod and the healer's final instructions before setting off were good signs. He doubted that even Sorrel would just walk away from a patient like that if there was anything more he needed to do, certainly not when that patient was family and the Author of the pack.
In silence he would let his father eat and rest. The boy was there ready to help though the moment that Frith decided it was time to move. Sorrel seemed to think he'd need a little support for that task, not that Aslan would have just taken off and left him right here alone anyway. He'd probably calm down better himself once his father was in his den and resting, not to mention once those nerves from the whole incident had finally subsided.
it's hard for someone to get lost here harder still to get found
