The Heartwood Robin Hood & Little John

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This was the closest Majesty had gotten to Silvertip Mountain since he had been chased from the territory (not counting all those times he had to go through Ravensblood Forest to get to the rest of the Wilds). He didn't know what had compelled him to go to the Heartwood. All that had ever happened here was his argument with Lecter, and that was something he didn't like thinking about. He sighed and shook his head. It looked like it was going to rain soon and the sun was going down. He seemed to have trapped himself in the woodlands, as he did not feel up to running all the way back to the Isle at night in the rain.

He went further into the Heartwood, looking for a place to bed down for the night, when suddenly he heard a hissing sound, followed by digging and scratching. Confused and intrigued, he warily approached the area where the sound was coming from, and soon enough saw a wolf digging a den in the side of a hill. And then the black she-wolf promptly sat down and looked around unsteadily. She seemed... off, and was lifting one of her paws off the ground as though she had hurt it.

He approached less warily now, his Healer instinct coming through and concern showing in his eyes. "Hello?" he said to her. "Are you all right, Miss? Are you hurt?"