Silvertip Mountain Misty Eye Of The Mountain

A few assumptions, lemme know if you want me to edit

A howl went up and FitzDutiful stopped what he was doing, putting nose to the air and trying to determine what was needed. The howl didn't portray all the much information, though it was Chaska calling for him and so the alpha stepped up to his duty and headed off towards them. There wasn't too much urgency in the call, but enough that FitzDutiful didn't dally.

"Hey, what can I —" his words cut off as his eyes took in the scene, blood on Chaska's muzzle and staining around Ryuu's neck. Around her neck where the black thing with the blinking light used to be. Used to be. It wasn't there any more. He assumed he was called here for healing, but he wasn't entirely sure. He wasn't a healer and Ryuu had talked about maybe taking up his challenge of becoming one. He waited, his eyes questioning but not accusing, letting his question go unsaid for someone to explain what had gone on