Lost with no where to go

The dark male had released the younger wolf and dropped to the ground in submission. To the young males words the only reply Max would give was a glare. As far as he was concerned, the other wolf could have just taken the damn herbs, no fight necessary. At the girls touch, his flesh would jump in pain. He hadn't realized just how much the side of his neck hurt until she touched it. His eyes would find her only to give her a questioning look. Was she a healer, or just worried about an old growly wolf. More specifically the growly wolf that had just been a bit growly with her. The question he really wanted to know was why she was being kind to him when he didn't necessarily deserve it.

He had been trying to hate everyone for so long that he had forgotten why he loved being a healer. It was that small bit of kindness that reminded him why. He liked to be kind to others because he liked for others to actually want to help him when he needed it and to trust him when he needed them to. Icy eyes would travel away from her and to his own paws as she groaned about the stupidity that he had just been apart of. When the girl would speak to the other male Max couldn't help but grin inwardly. Apparently she hadn't been very impressed with his ability to fight those who sucked at fighting. To the males words Max would have to stifle a growl but his words weren't exactly friendly. "The fight itself was pointless, you could have just taken them. Its not like I have anyone to care for......" He would look away as his thoughts went to everyone he had cared for. More gently and with a friendlier expression he would talk to the girl. "Thank you for helping me" without her help the wound would most likely become infected. Though he was a healer himself, he couldn't exactly spit herbs onto his own neck.