Bearclaw Valley bear with me

throwing evie in a little late xD

Evien cursed his limp - he was so much slower than the others, and it took a long time for him to get to the border. There was snarling and the stench of blood in the air, and the medic was more than alarmed. He hadn't even found a medicine den yet, he didn't know how he was going to take care of everyone with the limited supply of rosehips and moss he had. The boy didn't even know how many of the Ursus wolves were injured. 

The brown wolf approached the scene and his eyes widened in shock. Fields was bleeding, Astara was attached to the giant wolf that had done it. Everything was chaos. 

Evien was caught between wanting to fight the beast and just wanting to get everyone out of there. His tail drooped helplessly and his ears flattened to his skull, anxiety clear in his posture. This was worse than he'd imagined it could have been. 

"Fucking stop!" he shouted, fur bristling as he ran forward, not quite in direct fire, but certainly inserting himself in proximity of the fray. He was addressing the beast they were fighting. "Leave! You're going to fucking die if you don't!"