Sunbeam Lair broken down and dirty

The days spent without knowing where Avannon was were terrifying. He felt useless in this state, as if he wasn't able to protect her from those horrible loners out there. He had already let Asterr be claimed by them- and Asterr could very well defend herself verbally and maybe even physically. Avannon didn't seem like much of a fighter, nor did she threw shade like a lil' bitch, and Jolon felt the need to protect her.

So when her call rang through the territory and reached his ears, he immediately scampered up the best he could. Asterr had done a splendid job of making him feel better, the pain disappearing by the day. Though what did make him worried was the tone in which Avannon's call was shouted. It was almost as if she was near death, and he felt his heart pumping in his chest as he hopped from place to place. He held his broken leg up as much as possible, but he felt the need to go faster. Damn it all... He cursed under his breath. 

He reached her body, collapsed on the ground but still breathing. He let out a whimper, moving over her protectively and looking around. The wound on her leg was Vector's, he knew, but she looked worse than before. Whoever did this to her would pay, he would make sure of that, but for now he needed to be there for her. Revenge would come. He nosed her cheek, sniffing her over. She smelled like someone, but who he could not tell. Avannon.... He said, pushing her head with his own to try and wake her up.