Redtail Rise when the arms yell, the laws are silent

His howl was answered quickly by Reek who, after glancing at him, inquired if it had been a Redhawk Caldera wolf who had inflicted this wounds upon him. The chocolate warrior shook his head wearily, "Loner," he answered and watched with fierce falcon-like eyes as the ragged aspiring healer left to probably grab some herbs from his cache of plants. After the dark furred wolf's form vanished, Arion began awkwardly licking his own wounds.

Then Saena appeared, or that was the moment he sensed another presence nearby. Lifting his chocolate crown and pausing from the licks, he gazed as she stepped closer to him and began lapping at one of his injuries. Truthfully, Arion was rather surprised at what she was doing now, he had encountered various pack Alphas within his travels and none had showed much care to an injured subordinate. He was glad this one was different and furthered solidified his choice at joining and staying at the Redtail Rise.

Arion continued licking at his deepest wound, the one on his chest. The fur had been torn away and only flesh was visible on that wound, other than that, the others weren't too serious, in his opinion at least. Saena wasted no time asking him about the attacker, however, she had the wrong idea. He knew she was probably thinking it was a Caldera wolf who attacked him from her choice of words. 'Which one was it' and 'what'd they look like,'

The stallion shook his head. "It was a loner," he said once more. "Not a Redhawk Caldera wolf, there was absolutely no pack scent on that bastard." Still, Arion described the trespasser. "The loner's an agouti, with a typical black mask, covered in golds, cinnamon, grey, ebony and browns. His legs are burnt, there are only tufts of fur lingering. Brawny and tall. Amber eyes." A smirk then graced his features. "Half his left ear is missing, I tore it off."