twisted and terrified

Last post for me, thanks for the thread!

Luke bobbed his head. "Take care of yourself," the white wolf said. "Thank you again." He rose to his paws, and with a courteous dip of his head, started to make his way around the lake. It movement was slow, pained. It would take him far longer than normal to reach the other side of the lake, and when he did, he would find a comfortable spot to rest and lay back down, his body making it clear to him that he was not yet able to journey to the plateau.