Jade Fern Grove Command me to be well

Set around +24 hours after this thread

Sebastian stumbled forward once more, though this time he stayed down between the ferns. His body was drained of all the energy he recharged when he licked his own wounds and rested between the trees. most of his wouldn't his tongue couldn't even reach. Sebastian didn't rest for a long time, afraid that the Rise wolves would hunt him down and find him in those woods. He traveled more south, staining his body with his will to live. Sebastian didn't think he wanted to live so badly after what happened to him, but apparently he wasn't ready to die yet. Although, now the tank of a male was laying down he might feel like this was his end. His shoulder was hurting and his neck too. His muzzle hurt less since that was only a minor cuts from Citali's paws. There were several gashes on his side and chest. That last attack was brutal. Sebastian tiredly laid his head down on the damp ground. The bleeding wasn't really stopping on the bigger wounds and he was afraid for infections. 

His breathing was shallow. Sebastian was so thirsty, and water was so close. He could hear it. Once again the male pushed himself to his feet with all his effort. He looked broken. No wonder since the young male was limping and covered in bleeding wounds. The sharp ice had ripped open one of his pads, it hurt with every step. Maybe he shouldn't have ran from the fight, that death would probably have been far kinder. Sebastian fell over again, his muzzle dipping down into a small stream as he landed. He laid his head down, drinking bits of water and his throat hurting in the process. His vision seemed blurry, and his hearing seemed distanced. He just needed rest. Yes, resting would be a good idea. Sebastian moved his muzzle away from the water, his neck protesting in pain when he did, it did mean he could close his eyes and sleep.