Voilet

The feamle wolf was badley ingured and layed down and fell asleep not knowing where she is....


John

The teen had just let his horse, Nass, roam about the yard after coming back from a long ride with him. Seeing an injured wolf, he let his guard drop just a bit as he made a cautious approach. "Hey!" he shouted lightly, seeing if he could get a response from the fae.