Redhawk Caldera Hand in my hand and we promised to never let go

Sebastian shook his head. His fever running hot through his body. "I could not live without her. Everyone left me already. If she left as well..." Sebastian couldn't handle that thought. He glanced to the side at Andalusia's sleeping body. Sebastian then placed his head on his paws. He was tired.

The male pointed out how nasty the fight was. Sebastian nodded. "I don't think my shoulder will ever heal," he muttered. "The wound might close up but I feel like there will be a big scar," he admitted. That was the least of his worries though. He was more upset about his tail.