Silvertip Mountain Misty Eye Of The Mountain

I don't mean to prolong this, but it's getting so good

He stuck his tongue out several times to try and rid it of the taste from the black object, and nodded when she asked if he was alright. It had been horrible, but had done nothing to him. At least, not yet. 

"No problem" Chaska replied after the hold had been dug. And is was true. It was a nice name, one he had not heard before. He was happy to have helped and with one more glance at the fresh mound of dirt, he began to turn. But he stopped when he heard a cry of pain from behind. It didn't take too long to realize that she may have been in more pain. Had it caused more damage by taking it off? The possibility made him feel guilt now. Maybe he should never have tampered with it. He knew nothing of how to treat wounds, but there was one who might know someone. He lifted his head and sent out a calling howl for the alpha, @FitzDutiful.