Moonspear you're a horrible person

Careful, young one.

Kannoyak sprung forward, offering his shoulder as support to the boy. His eyes were intense with worry upon the stranger’s figure. The young wolf looked as though he had endured the worst of the world. Even Chakliux did not appear as wounded as this one. And to see that he was so young…

Ah, no. You are warrior boy! Not so young. Kannoyak is sorry, the white hunter tried to remedy. He doubted that this wolf wanted to hear another adult fussing over his wounds. He was in a place of healing, after all. There were no better grounds to be resting, to be regaining strength.