Moonspear Wake the giant

A relative calm settled after the bear fell. She felt a buzz among them, though, one charged with worry. Some earned less concern than others but they quickly began to sort themselves out. She had known right away that Nishu was not well. Nothing about him suggested a wolf untouched by the worst outcomes of the fight. Wildfire, too, as she was reminded when she called his name. Ame shook her head and whined again, ignoring the sting in scratches as she forced her muscles into motion to close distance between her and Nishu.

She had no appetite, but would be sure they used the resources they could gather here, so it wasn't her focus right now. All she had to do was shoot a look towards the wolves eating already, hoping they'd catch the hint to keep scavengers (or worse, another bear) from finding this one way or another. She was mainly focused on Nishu now, but with Wildfire and the others hovering somewhere in the edges of her worries.

He had addressed them both, the alphas exclusively, and her brow furrowed with confusion -- what could he be requesting now, of all times? If what he asked for wasn't a place to rest and the attention of a medic, then she had no idea what was appropriate now for a wolf coughing up more blood than she knew was safe. That alone made her very nervous about his well-being. Coughing up blood, let alone that much of it, often meant fatal injuries to her experience. She'd seen it before, and wouldn't be surprised to see it happen again. But she'd certainly be listening to whatever it was he had in mind by this request.

She nodded on the tail end of what Charon said though since she agreed wholly that they couldn't stay here, and moved to Nishu's side opposite him to help support if needed. More up close, the knight's injuries were no better and still only offered a vague telling of what had happened here. Whatever it was exactly, he'd caught the worst of it. Ame would wait for the full story later. For now, the priorities were different. They had to get him out of the rain. "An overhang is not far that way," she said with a gesture. It would give him some dry space at least..