Redhawk Caldera [m] One last night on earth

«I made it. :D  Now what's wrong with him, Kat?»




The golden teen had been a bit better spirits. Moreso from his constant routine of running around the Dera, getting a feel of the good air around him. He had kept his lighting form up to shape, and was damn proud of it. He knew his Alpha was taking boundaries as usual, so taking a shortcut from his woodsie track, he found a company of two, not one.

Knowing he had to remember his place in the pack, Ash kept his body relatively neutral, blond banner wafting slightly in the nice breeze. 
Why was Per shaking like that?

A bit of nervous caution in his voice, the teen approached.

"Hey guys, what's hoppin'?"

The dark man was shaking. Badly. 
What....
Seizures. Shit. Please don't let this be another rabies case.

The hippie sniffed around the shaking man, his own bod covered in fluffy on edge and ready to bolt fur. 
Not the Curse. 


"El, what's going on here? "

The doctor continued to examine the convulsing wolf, emerald eyes probing everything that could assist in a cure.