Qeya River Ikayuak

He did as he was ordered and approached when he heard the call. He was unsure of what to expect, having to push back his anxieties to keep his usual demeanor.

"You're hurt?" A silly question, but Kekoa supposed that it was a good place to start if nothing else. He needed to establish the situation before anything could be done, after all.

He had come expecting a sick uncle - not a pack recovering from war.