Jade Fern Grove a thousand teeth

Evergreen grows sheepish, blushing underneath the thick coat of his cheeks at Dawn's compliment. Yet he focuses more importantly on the bush the grey woman managed to entangle herself in. While it is far from the grimmest incidents Evergreen has witnessed, it nonetheless looks painful. Eyebrows remain etched in a worried furrow, the bearish wolf hovers akin to a concerned mother. His ears folding softly back and his tail hanging limp. A quiet whim escapes his lips, but Dawn remains strong. She reminds him a bit of Thistle. With a well placed lunge, Dawn is free. Evergreen makes sure to give her some space, trotting back to their catch he left carelessly a couple feet away. He picks it up, only to place it down closer towards his hunting partner. Green eyes can't help but roam and inspect her injuries. Uhm, would you like some... help? Getting the thorns out, I mean. Last thing the bearish wolf wants is for someone to get a bad infection when he might be able to assist.