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Alex? Alex stared at the she-wolf and just... Stared. How did this Rohani girl know his name? And why was he feeling what she felt. Everything she felt ran through his head, fear, confusion and panic. All three emotions that didn't help him in his confused state. I'm just as confused as you. Let's just...forget this ever happened, alright? Take the fawn, if you want. He growled trying to clear his ears and remember what she had said earlier about him being in distress and instead focused on what she had just said. And without no warning she just took off dragging the dead doe. He took a hesitant step forward and sniffed the fawn carcass. It still slightly smelt of Rohani stench but he made the snapping sound with his jaws before picking it up and taking off with it toward camp. It would help Akitla, whether she was physically harmed or if she was just in a down mood.

Alex made his way to the center of camp and made his way to the meeting den to find Akitla there and the other wolves. Only Akitla was in her human form and she was hurt. He dropped the fawn and shifted, his fur sinking into flesh and he towered over Akitla. He pulled up one hand and stared at the broken arm. He poked it, moved it around and did the same with her other arm. "You didn't break both arms now did you? It's just the arm right? And no head concussions or anything?" He asked qustion after qustion, not waiting for any answer. "Quick: Whose my favorite martial arts hero? And how old are you? And what number of fingers am I holding up?" He held up three fingers.