blooding the hounds of hell - round six

Blue Willow saw her lover, her mate fly through the air. Heard the crunch of bone. She growled softly, and turned swiftly towards him. She ran to his side, anxious and afraid. Oh Lasher. She sniffed at him, running her nose and muzzle gently across his sides and shoulders trying to find the source of the break. Constantine. I can't move your dad. I need you to run to my stores and grab, as much willow bark and willow fronds you can carry. Do you remember what they look like?

Blue licked Lasher's face trying to keep him calm, and still. If he were to move it could be much worse for him.