Silvertip Mountain The Sights I Have Seen

Steady had been so excited to see Chaska that he hadn't even taken in his form. But, as the other male spoke, Steady's gaze looked over him and the Alpha noted his sunken form, disheveled coat, and the scars on his face. When Chaska barely caught himself from falling, Steady went to his side, lending his friend his strength if he wanted to lean on him. 

Are you able to walk to the river? It isn't very far, he comment. If Chaska could get there, he could get some water and Steady would attempt to get him some fish to eat. Steady really wished they had a caregiver, as they would be more knowledgeable to help Chaska. Unfortunately, even with the influx of wolves into the pack, Steady knew there weren't any medics.