something happened

Across the river, Scimitar appeared over the waving grass and strode toward them, a confused and concern glint in his bright blue eyes. Dovev lifted his head and gave a twitch of his ears as a greeting, but remained quiet as Falwasi gave a summary of their action-packed outing.

It might've gone better if I stayed by your side, Dovev muttered mutedly, balancing on three legs as he held his wounded paw up off the earth. The leg will be fine. It just needs some time. The male had kept his gaze on the creek instead of returning their prodding looks. He felt a little weak in front of them with his gaping claw wounds. Normally, the tundra wolf would have scuttled off and found some place to nurse his ailments in solitude, hoping that no infection would show up in the open sores.