Redsand Canyon You're just like an angel

When your girlfriend is a doctor and she won't let you fite

He sat up and she went to stop him, a frown on her features as his voice softened. She nuzzled him softly in an area that wasn’t torn to hell from a feline in an attempt to comfort as she let him outlet his rage now. He attempted to get up and she went to follow him, helping support some of his weight as he stumbled and she sighed softly. She moved to drag one of the other pelts alongside that one. “Perhaps, but right now you’re going to lay down and listen to your doctor before you reopen any of your injuries. You’re going to get better and recover from your injuries before you even think about going after someone who has trained his entire life on how to murder other soldiers.” There was a hint of a protective sternness in her tone. They had both lost a lot of blood in their ventures to return to Mereo and she wouldn’t stand for him hurting himself more simply because he felt guilty about something beyond his control.
 
“You have nothing to apologize for. We knew it was a possibility he would find me; I thought I was in the clear with how long it had been… no one could have seen it coming.” She stated simply back, resting her head at his paws as she looked up at him. “I’m okay… sure, my shoulder hurts a little, and it hurts to walk far distances right now… but I am okay.” That was what she kept telling herself at least, that she was okay. “I’m just glad you’re home. I feel better with you here.” She admitted softly, even if she wished that it were in better condition.