The Heartwood [M] black magic woman put a spell on me

As he came to himself, Tonravik admittedly catered to his movements. Once she knew he was following, she would not leave him behind. Her anger with his actions had all but gone as he, in coming with her, pledged his allegiance to she and hers. Now that they were pack, that he owe her anything was in essence forgotten. They owed each other, now. That was pack. She was only as strong as him, so now, she needed to strengthen what weakness she saw. 

He soon regained his legs, and together the duo picked up the pace, homeward bound.