Duskfire Glacier Hope for survival

Artok stirred now and again, and he felt warmth and cold. He had even felt himself moving as if in a dream. However, there was not much more than that. He couldn't force his eyes open no matter how hard he tried. It was just too comfortable to simply stay asleep. When he did have moments of clarity which were very very few and very very light he hurt like hell.

However, with all things the fire within his breast burned bright and his body decided it wanted him awake and fighting. He shifted in his deep unconscious state, his paws moving in spasms, his body as well as he slowly began to wake.

He blinked eyes around and to his shame hot scalding tears slid down his cheeks at the pain in his back. He sniffled and hid his face from Scarlett for a moment. As he was certain it was she, he could smell her. He also knew the she wolf could no more had not nursed him back to health than took her next breath. He sniffled again, but the tears wouldn't stop. It was agony to move and he was disgusted with himself for the show of emotion. However what was he to do, it was a natural response and one he couldn't stop.