Haunted Wood Trails of Fire

Another night without sleep. He was out wandering aimlessly around the fogged woods as was his usual routine when he couldn't rest. All was quiet as was usual nowadays except through the fog came a few crunches of something treading upon leaves. Turning he focused his senses and walked slowly toward the source, breathing in the heavy scent of blood. Worried that one of their wolves had been injured he began to hurry, coming up from the side of the injured wolf and freezing in place when recognition struck his heart leaping into his throat. 

"Clay" he croaked stumbling forward, shooting a wide eyed glance around him in case anyone else had noticed his presence. Silver eyes traveled over the bloody ruins of a beautiful body, his lips quivering as he struggled not to cry at the sight of it. "We'll fix you up" he said shakily  as he moved closer, eyes roaming Clay's face for signs of reaction as he tried to sidle in against him to offer his support his muscles rigid with pent up anger "What happened? Who did this?"