Sundown heard things that he didn't think were supposed to be happening. He heard a yelp, gasping, and what seemed like struggling. He quickly went down to the shore of the river, and smelled out Brute.

Sundown knelt down next to him.

"Where's Night?" He whispered to himself, worried. He looked around before poking at the male. He couldn't help him while he was unconscious. He nosed him gently. What should he do? Ore wasn't with him, and he was starting to panic.

He took a deep breath, and started to smell and nose around his pelt. He found a hint of blood, and picked out the root that should be chewed to put on it to help with the pain.

Sundown chewed on the bitter root. It made him want to gag from the taste, but he knew that he must do it to help his Beta. Once he had applied it to all of the spots that he could find it was needed he looked around for Night again, his panic raising.

Killjoy reached the top of the hill, and sat down to let the others rest. He was sure that it was a hard walk for poor Aquila who still seemed bothered by her paw. He watched the other three wolves carefully, before turning and scanning the area behind them, making sure that there was no danger. He gulp, and really hoped that they had already made dens for them. They couldn't stay in Illusions because the path to get there would be too rough on their injurys, but he could kick out Brecken and Marbled, and he'd be willing to give up his den for the hurt wolves.

He was shaken out of his thoughts by a bush rustling at the bottom of the hill. He lifted his black nose to the air to smell. It was just a mouse, thank goodness. He let out his breath that he hadn't realized he'd been holding. He had been worried that it was a jaguar. He knew that Shadow had killed them all, but he couldn't help but worry that they would be coming back to get them. He returned his attention to the wolves that were in his care.

Brute l Male l Beta l M: Night, Sundown

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The log that Brute was on drifted towards the bank and eventually rode up on the edge, bringing him to a halt. Suddenly Brute came to his senses, he coughed up lots of water and started heaving. His eyes were full of the water and he blinked it out of his eyes. He tried to get to his paws, but a searing pain went through his front leg. He winced and plopped back on the ground. His headache turned from mild to worse, it was almost unbearable, as he felt the war news of his own blood dripping down his head. The wound must had opened back up. He turned trying to find his alpha, but he was nowhere to be seen. He turned around and saw his alpha on the other bank. He sighed in relief, at least he was ok. He lay his head back on the log, as his headache worsened. His sodden fur making him shiver. He looked up and saw Sundown, but he looked panicked. "Night is on the other side." He told him. Hopefully he and Night would be ok, as long as they could get back to the camp.

After a small but tiring climb the group finally made it to the top. Orien let out a relieved sigh. After he made sure both River and Aquillia were the best that they could be Orien sat down beside Killjoy. As he let his body relax he found himself looking up to the stars. Tonight is beatiful, Orien thought, gazing into the sky. Just then Orien heard a rustling in the bushes below. he quickly yanked his eyes from the stars to the bushes below. Thankfully, just a mouse crawled out. The mouse was clearly frightened by the wolves's apperance, as it scuttled back into some bushes.

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Orien then turned to Killjoy as he let out a breath of air. "Where are they going to sleep? Everyone is in their own den and I dont want to kick anyone out of their cozy den, so if its okay with both you and the girl's can sleep in my den. Dont worry about me though, im used to sleeping outside and in the elements. Besides, mines probably the only that is made in camp," Orien wispered to his alpha. As he waited for Killjoy's responce, memories of when he had to sleep outside in a humans yard flooded back to him. He remembered how scared and lonely he was. But yet the female dog came to confort him, when she couldve been sleeping in the nice warm house. He quickly shook those thoughts though as a cold wind brushed his fur.

Sundown nodded at him.

"Welcome back to the world, now, tell me where it hurts." He said, making sure that his tone of voice was soft, gentle, but also firm. "I can't help you if I don't know what hurts, and where. Do not stand in case you've bumped your head really hard." He instructed to the older wolf. He didn't like to give commands, but was aware that he must in order to get his job done.

Killjoy looked over at River, and almost chuckled as he remembered topling down the hill when they first met. Thank goodness that the camp looked far better now then it did in those days.

He waited a second to before responding to Orion. With a smile from remembering the memory of him and River rolling down the hill, he spoke. "I was thinking about it. It's up to them. My den is fairly larger then your den, and it's a bit more hidden, but once again, it's up to them."

Orien was quite confused at the smile his alpha gave him as he answered. He then nodded though he wanted to protest. He didnt want his alpha sleeping in the cold of the dead of night. Granted they were wolves but he was alpha. He shook his thoughts out of his head before returning his eyes back to the stars. After a couple minutes though an idea popped into Oriens head. He turned to his alpha before speaking. "Well if they choose your den, atleast sleep in mine." He hoped he would his alpha would accept, but even if he didnt there was nothing he could do about it. As he waited for his alpha's answer, if one at all he again gazed at the stars.

Killjoy stood up, and shook out his pelt. He nodded.
"I can sleep in your den. I figured that I would take over Illusions. He'd have no choice, and can't say no to me." He smirked at the thought of Illusion saying no to him.

"Are we all ready to move on? It's really close." He said, turning, and looking at the path. It should be smooth sailing from here. He thought.

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He nodded at Sundown. "I have a horrible headache and I think I migjt have cracked open my head." He said, he felt like a pup again. "Also I think I may have broken my leg." He said, gently placing his foot closer to Sundown. As he looked at it, blood oozed out of the open wound.

Sundown nodded.

"Do not get up." He repeated, in a harsher tone. He bent down to check out the leg. He chewed up a different bitter root, and while making a weird face at the taste he quickly went to look for something to splint the leg with. He couldn't tell in this light if it was broken, but better to splint it then risk it. He spit the root out of mouth, and on to his paws before wiping it on a large leaf he'd found. He then applied pressure.

"Can you hold that while I prepare the splint?" He asked, feeling the pressure of helping the hurt wolf best to his limited abilty. Ore would know what to do. I am failing this. I really hope that I am doing this right. These kinds of thoughts flooded his mind as he worked. He hoped that he seemed confidence in his ways to the Beta he was working on healing; he could feel himself cracking, but little by little he kept on putting the falling bricks back in place, knowing that if he let it fall, he could and would lose it all.