Stavanger Bay Get you all alone

Rakk.

Stupid, unwitting. Angered. Pained.
"You will show yourself!"
He found himself on the doorstep of a pack. Was he looking for help, Aure, or more pain? Something greater to take his mind off his leg?
Infected, oozing blood and had a rancid stench that could be smelt from meters away. Painful to walk on. He'd limped here. He'd limp for the rest of his days.
The bone, cracked, chipped. Tendons, torn. Flesh, infected.
"I hate you! Come here. I will show you-" He heaved in a sharp breath.

He'd be lucky to survive the blood poisoning that would ensue if he didn't get treatment. Walking through herbs in that cave had helped fight the infection then. But now?
He needed a healer. Where could he find a healer if he was not pack-bound.

He didn't send up a call. Couldn't bring himself to do so. He crossed over the boundaries, a sense of dread filling his stomach. He hadn't eaten much, only some leaves in passing. Some scraps on an unrecognisable form. He couldn't live like this.
"Let me touch you. Let me just...feel. It's safe." He swallowed,  "I'm safe. Let me..." Quieter, softer. Until he exploded, "Aure! Where are you! Fucking come here, you bitch!" He stumbled, earning a sharp yelp of pain as he fumbled on three legs.
But he refused to join. To be ruled over. He sought to usurp, destroy, fail. Break the ties that made pack and family.
That is what he sought here.

@Norsamu but anyone can join <3