The Bracken Woods don't look at me

skipping Lily bc i do what i want

He shook his head at Delight's question; the man had hopped much too far ahead, when they were still focused on step one. "We have to slow the bleeding before we take him anywhere," he said firmly, returning to his brother's side and checking how well the moss was absorbing blood. Not bad--but they had a ways to go. "We try to move him back now and he'll be dead before we even see Broken Boulder."

Perhaps it was hyperbole, but in this moment, Zamael did not give one single, solitary fuck. No one would move his brother without his command. Hell, it was shocking that he was letting the others touch Alarian--the situation called for multiple paws, sure, but every moment, his anxiety grew. He was determined to get Alarian through this alive and well; the poor kid had had enough trouble in his life.

"You gotta stay with us, kid," Zamael whispered to his brother, drawing his tongue along the side of his ear. "We're gonna take good care of you, okay?" He began to replace sodden wads of moss with fresh patches, gently nosing his way around the battered body. "Keep talking to him," he ordered Delight and Lily, eyes flashing hot fire.