Soleda struggled in, dragging a badly wounded Abamacho behind her. He outweighed her by a bit, and so she was tired. She was decorated with several marks, all of which were bleeding profusely, and the eye that her sister had once blinded was bleeding anew. Still, it was for her friend that she feared. She lay him down gently and let out an intense flurry of barking. She was starting to feel dizzy from the blood loss, but Abamacho was much worse. She kept up the loud barking, hoping someone would come save him.

blood poured from the males body but he had to make sure his son was alive before he left to head home. His own chassis was weak he watched silently praying all was well for his son.

The young golden scented the canines. He took in the scent of blood and instantly took action. He bounded toward them. As he saw them, Cookie slowed, hoping not to frighten them. "Need help?" He asked.
The young golden retriever had experience with wounded animals, and had saved lives before. Knowing that they all needed help, he ran toward his supply of bandanas. Coming back with many, the pup layed them all on the ground before his pads. He lowered his dial to snatch a few. He walked forward to the three wolves. Cookie then tried to wrap them around Ambacho.
"This will stop most bleeding."
He barked softly.

Abamacho lay where he was his body shuddering with each breath. He was filled with pain and humiliated that he had lost. HE didnt care that the wolf he had been fighting was twice his size and more experienced he had still taken a serious blow to his pride. He felt Soleda and he took comfort in her prescence for his friend had always been there for him and he knew she always would be for although both were dark demons they both were loyal to one another and understood the others needs.

Aralyn had been trying to get the door open but was having trouble carrying in the alphess. She also needed to take care of a half frozen cat who needed to be warmed and so many others had arrived. Including Diseased and Psychopath. Seeing Abamacho and the rest Aralyn moaned softly and wished the lady would arrive to help her and soon. As she came closer she said softly "Cookie guard." She needed Cookie to keep an eye on the wolves and make sure they didnt attack her. Usually she used Malon for this but she was unsure of where he was at the moment. Seeing Abamachos pain Aralyn injected him with a sedative rubbing his thick rough pelt over and over again in a soothing gesture making sure to not touch any bite marks but Aralyn was also feeling for broken bones. Finding the shoulder broken Aralyn though a moment of how to fix it. She would have to do the ebst she could. The male would have to stay off the leg for awhile.

Tahmores arrived at a jog, Elder Brother streaming ahead of him. He had smelled blood on the wind and thought he might be able to help. Brother raced to stand close to Aralyn, speaking softly to the wary Soleda. Easy, there, little sister. She only means to help him.

Soleda whined and sidled, keeping close to Abamacho despite her fear of Aralyn. Her good eye directed a sharp glance at Brother, a snap delivered in the air. I'm NOT your sister. Still, she stopped fussing about so much. She had never seen a human before, but Abamacho was more important to her. A guarded growl warned the woman against hurting her friend, but she made no move to hurt Aralyn, either.

Tahmores knelt quickly on Aralyn's other side, a low whine issued to set all the canines at ease. Keeping his voice soft and low, almost singsong like, so as to ease the wolves, he spoke to Aralyn. Need some help, there? Tell me what you want me to do.

Soleda's growls had risen anew at Tahmores, but Brother gave her a look that had a plain statement in it. Hurt him and I tear you apart. A challenge held in that eyefor a few moments, and his orbs met hers without flinching.

Finally, she lowered her face. Who was she kidding? She was in no shape to fight him over the boy. She was standing purely out of stubborness, and cursed as she began to sway. Kianga had done more damage than she thought. But she remained upright, sort of, swaying badly, refusing to let the humans know how hurt she was.

"His shoulders broke. Im not sure how to help it." She watched Soleda every now and again making sure the fae didnt decide to attack her. "Cookie guard baby" She knew Brother was a good guard as well but she wanted Cookie to learn as well.

Tahmores leaned over, examining the shoulder closely before leaning back again to remove his knapsack. Rummaging in it just a bit, he came up with two flats of wood, a smaller peice and a larger, more stout peice. Laying the first along the affected limb and the second across the shoulder to form a T shape, he dug out some medical tape and began wrapping it around the leg. Hold him steady. He told her quietly. He didn't dare try to move Abamacho into a position for the traditional round-the belly method, and so he improvised, bracing the broken shoulder against the wolf's chest in such a way that it would support the limb and also keep him from moving it until it healed. All the while he murmured in his mother's native tongue, softly. It was almost reflexive. The low tones soothed animals, usually, even if they could not understand the words.

Elder Brother kept up his guard, knowing that Cookie would do his best and learn just by watching what he himself was doing. He kept a very careful watch on Soleda, who was still glaring but looking weaker every minute.

The steely yearling braced herself as the world swam. She would NOT pass out. Moving slowly and deliberately, she lay down, closing her eyes against the pain and nausea.

Cookie nodded and stood infront of Aralyn.
His ears perked. His eyes never strayed away from the wolves.