Sunspire Mountains death only comes when you're defeated

@Amekaze

He was extremely lucky not to have died. That cougar had ripped him to literal shreds after all, and even if he didn't die from blood loss and the wounds, there were other wolves to consider. Maniacs who would eat the flesh of their own kind, others who kill for the fun of it, those who like to torture others. Not to mention the other predators too! Bears were hibernating, thank Jupiter, or Vale would have died already, his blood and flesh feeding the animal. Death was something he was not afraid of, but the Roman would rather not die when his mission was not completed yet, he'd to kill the cougar who threatened his pack and himself after all. Was it still his pack? His home?

Weary blue eyes scanned the terrain in front of him, he was close to the Sunspire now, with his injuries holding him back, it took him a week or so to get this close to the mountain, but he was still so far away. Two weeks were gone, hunting and fighting the cougar. One week, cleaning his wounds and trying to heal himself and failing. One week trying to get back home. Perhaps it was the gods will for him to rot in the wilds, without honor or dignity or pride left, not fulfilling his mission, having no purpose in this world.

Weary and tired, Leo sank down onto his haunches, licking the wounds the stupid old damn fucking cougar inflicted on him. He should've rested and healed the moment he found a safe place in the woods, but the Roman was a stubborn bastard and he pushed himself up and forward, slowly making his way back to the Sunspire. If he rested and healed, he might have arrived faster but at that time, Valerius's mind could not comprehend that piece of logic, therefore worsening the wound.

It was festering, he knew, and infected. Vale rose to his paws and walked slowly and painfully towards the direction of home before sitting down again, becoming acutely aware of the throbbing of his wounds. The Roman knew for certain now, he had a fever. Aw man, if only I had some beeplant or burdock root or ironweed or something. He turned around, moving a few steps backwards to his temporary resting spot where he found the poppy seeds he collected sometime before and began chewing on them.

Vale had absolutely no plans of sleeping, but his instincts told him to eat it. He was so damn close to home, but so far away, so he prayed to the gods but mostly to Mercury to somehow inform Ame that he was here, and if she would have him back....