When the call arose for him Kar's fur would stand on end. He knew exactly what it was for even before he made his movements towards that said call. He felt his spine tingle with anxiety as he left his family, explaining to his son, daughter, and mate that he would be back for them as soon as he could. Naoise had offered to accompany him, but the male had decided to turn his son down at the offer. This was something that he would tend to alone. He had to see what the viking male wanted and risk as little exposure to his family as possible.
Kar would arrive on scene to find the male in a rather... sorry state. The hell happened to him? Kar could only guess that someone else had attacked him for some remark or another. Someone who didn't care what they potentially lost... or someone who didn't feel the need to negotiate. Perhaps, Kar wondered, he truly didn't have a spine. Regardless... he would do his very best to uphold the promise he made in exchange for his daughter. He would approach Kapra's by his good side, speaking low.
"You need medical attention." He would state simply, prompting the other male to see if that would be the favor asked for that his family owed.