Happy Honeymoon

ayyyy posting from Will's computer. Also minor PP of @Tomahawk

Stupid Bison, Raezho scowled, ivory eyes glaring at the beasts that lingered and grazed in the plains, the plains that was now his home. He had been guarding the bison, making sure they did not wander out of the territory. Thankfully most of them stuck to the plains, or at least did not wander off from the main herd. Some of the older wolves liked staring at the mighty beasts and lying in the sunlight, Raezho found them to be utter idiots.

This was when Tomahawk, the coyote who had been teaching basic English. Unlike his brother, who had learned english somewhere on his travels, that cocky arrogant dickhead, whenever he had some valuable free time, The golden healer had learnt it with Tomahawk. The common tongue was still foreign on his tongue, and his accent was still thick.

She called to him, urgently saying that Kivi was in trouble and injured once again. The golden yearling cursed under his breath, asking Tomahawk to wait for him for a brief moment while he gathered his supplies. Quickly, he followed the coyote back to the scene and his ivory eyes landed on her form. It was quite serious...quite serious indeed.

His breathing hitched as he studied the injuries Kivi had managed to gain this time. Cuts lathered her body and she appeared to be unconscious. Her neck was ripped open. Immediately he reached inside his supplies, his jaw searching for Horsetail, an effective plant to prevent infection. He turned towards Rakharo and the other wolf he had not met yet. "Her wounds need to be washed, if you don't mind, could you get some water, or if you can't, just lick her wounds," he said in Dotharan before resuming his search.