Sequoia Coast The Lost Princes

Arrille tried to stand, but one of his legs was in pain...well, rather both were, but his right more so than his left foreleg. He pushed through the throbbing pain as he pushed himself up, holding the more injured leg up as he hobbled over. 

He whined a bit as he almost fell, his legs hurting more as he moved over closer to the other, who's name was Prince. "Prince...that's...that's a funny name" he said, trying to lighten the mood. "Do you...do you want me to check where abouts it hurts?" Arrille was no medic, but he wanted to help in anyway he could.