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Svwn arrived swiftly. And he smelled blood on the air and his fur rose. Eyes narrowed. All seemed peaceful now. But he studied Easy's wound.

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Eyes taking it all in. What has happened? How can I help?

Milan's eye had caught Easy's wound, but Searchlight soon followed by Sven made appearances before she could begin fussing.

There was an attack, we'd like to move to the Stone Circle. She repeated for Sven, sparing a glance to Baby. I hope you'll still have us.. it's a bit of an emergency.

Searchlight watched his mother, only taking his eyes off of her for a moment to see Sven come in and to look at him and Milan when they spoke. "I'm going to help as well." Questions ran through his mind, but none of them sounded like a good idea to ask.

"How can I help?" He looked from Easy to Milan, then to Sven.

Her leg was beginning to hurt quite a bit, but Easy knew the situation would not improve for waiting. When Sven arrived, she rose to her paws steadily enough.

"Will you carry one?" she asked the dark male, her voice ever more thready and hoarse. It would take days for her to be able to speak normally again, and her throat would hurt nearly as much as her leg by tomorrow. "We should go quickly."

Sven watched with narrowed eyes as Easy moved. Looking for any weakness or lack of movement. She seemed okay. Pained obviously, but not so deeply so that she couldn't travel the short distance to home. But he would have to see if he even had any herbs. Hopefully Milan had some somewhere. 

I will carry one. But shouldn't we try and patch up that leg first? I'm terrible at healing, but that looks a little bad.

He tilted his head. He was all for going quickly, but if she slowed them down it would be a moot point.

Milan shook her head. We don't know if they'll come back with more. She insists. Where there's one Paragon preacher, five more can pop up in only a day. It's like catnip to power hungry men. Baby was hurt as well. If you two can take the other three, I'll stay with him and Easy in case they need treatment along the way.

She eyes Easy, waiting for a signal that this is okay with her. If all goes well Milan can treat her properly when they arrive, but if something happens along the way she thinks it's best that they're able to slow down while Searchlight and Sven go ahead.

“Of course I’ll carry one of the pups,” Searchlight said. “Anything that you need.”

He was upset and worried about his mother and Baby. The thought of someone hurting them filled him with rage that he had a bit of trouble tamping down. 

But, for Easy’s sake, he did. He didn’t ask about who it was, and he didn’t go off hunting for whoever had hurt them. Instead, he remained calm, offered to do whatever they wanted. Perhaps he could deal later with the attacker.

Easy nodded along with Milan, making a gesture to indicate that she spoke for them both. The wound had taken its toll, and it would not be a fun trip — but in truth, the rawness of her throat and the hatred growing and seething in her chest bothered her more.

Like her son, she ached for vengeance.

"Thank you," she mouthed to the wolves that had gathered. An especially tender look for Milan — she knew that this day was inauspicious for all of them, but perhaps for her most of all.

They each took up a pup and set off. Easy carried Baby, and she insisted that Milan carry Hellcat as well — the largest and the smallest together with the two women. Mission and Danger, slightly less favored by their mother, were allowed to be carried by the men.

Thankfully, it was an uneventful trip to the standing stones, where the budding family was once again safe.