Big Salmon Lake tell him to call me asap as possible

Shard was a man of many things, but comforting a half-grown pup was not one of his strong suits, for he'd never before done so. The wind had given him all she could, yes - but she could not give him tact beyond what he already possessed. Now she had left him for now, flying away into the summer sky as quickly as she had given him the strength to face the giant cougar creature. 

Now he looked around at the unfamiliar clearing and more so at the treeline, waiting for signs of the pup's father to come trotting along and take her home. A smaller pup held onto Seal and for half a second his body tensed without him. Would she hurt her? Look at her, she was already beaten up and clinging to a stranger for protection and he couldn't help it - he was the adult next to the coyote. As far as he was concerned, until their rightful parents came along, he was their guardian. It was his job to keep them all safe, even if that cat came back and he had to bite it back to whence it came on his own.

But when she didn't share his sentiment and in fact, the pale knight's injured form relaxed, and lay his head around the pup. He watched as the coyote placed a seed before his muzzle, and licked it up as she continued about her work.

It was not tasty, but he knew enough about herbs and the ways of healing to not question this kind of generosity. The white wolf's head returned to the treeline, hoping, watching, waiting. Last he saw, they were both alive, no? So where... were they? Shard didn't want to fear the worst... but there was an impossibly large cat running around, so... he couldn't be too hopeful.