Otter Creek Override by fear

Powerplaying just based on this post, but I've PMed you just in case this isn't okay!

Shit. He thought.
A young wolf was parked on the ground on their doorstep. Her scent, obvious and alluring, had led him here. 'Twas the season, he knew, but it was odd for any stranger to find themselves in the world of others without a purpose.
Taikon had expected to find a female in heat, as it was a smell he had known well. However, it was not her body's availability that interested him, but rather her unknown status. She was a strange, odd little thing. A reddish hue coated her fur. The prince circled in mild panic around her, fearful that someone might happen upon him and think that he had somehow done this to her. After thinking about himself and what this meant for all of ten seconds, he realized she needed help. Collapsing was not exactly a hobby that most people kept up. The border of the woods was the obvious place for a Rose such as her, but he didn't know if it was right to drag a collapsed woman into the wood.
Not knowing what to do, he called for @Rowan or @Minnow, or some other possibility of a medic within earshot. Then, Taikon gingerly took her scruff in his mouth, and began dragging.
This was not as smooth as he had hoped. She was heavier than he anticipated from a small woman, and her scruff was not easily weight distributed the way that puppies were. So, Taikon heaved and hoed, pulling her into the darkness and safety of their wood only several steps at a time. He stopped to pant, heavy, wet breaths drifting from his mouth. Strangely, her scent excited him in spite of himself, though her face was hardly one he found attractive.