Fox's Glade Go Lick Your Wounds

Depending on how the thread with Astara and Merrick end, we’ll tweak his wounds and all.

@Evien

A solid day or so after his horrid fight of mauling teeth and vicious beatings. He limps himself off into Fox’s Glade to lick his wounds. His front paw is horribly deformed and will take some time before he’s able to heal it, even then it will take a while before he’s even able to put weight on it. That she-devil, Astara, wouldn’t let go for the life of her. Though now he only has three and a half fully functioning legs his life is indefinitely harder; unnecessarily so.

He flops his body against a lonely oak tree. His black tongue languidly flicks out over his ruined paw. Taking turns between his hind leg where the blonde male left his puncture holes and his front paw. He licks his wounds, body slumped again the powerful oak beside him. He’s bruised and broken. That small white wolf has made a mistake. Though Santi doesn’t really blame him even though he wants to rip his frail little throat out, he blames the others. Of course he could blame himself, but that would be too easy.

So he sits there, attempting to clot his wounds to refrain from losing so much blood. All he can do is wait to heal.