Jay cursed, words only slaves and peasants used, and struggled. While he recognised Rafe's scent as a wolf, and his mind connected fast, he did not sense friend nor foe, only some shape shifter carrying him on his shoulders.
"Please leggo of me!" Jay said gruffly, his voice jerking from the movement of his body. He was too uncoordinated while Rafe was moving to hit out or grab anything with his strong tail.
Tyn wailed loudly and made as if to chase Rafe and Jay, but he was hit by a guard and knocked unconcious. He was then paid no attention, which was probably lucky for him, for it meant he would live.
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Rafe kept his grip on Jay secure and dodged as arrows flew towards him. Being both a werewolf and a fast runner, however, it wasn't long before Rafe and Jay enter the treeline and vanished from sight. Rafe didn't stop. He didn't plan on stopping until he was sure they'd have trouble finding him.
A short time later after crossing a stream, Rafe set Jay down, saying "Sorry I had to be so rough. Now I just have to make sure if you're him or not. If you ain't you're free to go where you please. Otherwise you're coming with me."
He grabbed Jay's collar, and as gently as he could, tried to move it enough that he should be able to make out the royal tattoo.
A short time later after crossing a stream, Rafe set Jay down, saying "Sorry I had to be so rough. Now I just have to make sure if you're him or not. If you ain't you're free to go where you please. Otherwise you're coming with me."
He grabbed Jay's collar, and as gently as he could, tried to move it enough that he should be able to make out the royal tattoo.
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Tik jumped his way through the last bushes, skidding to a stop right next to the wounded wolf.
"This-may-sting, alot."
He used cotton like material with variouse chemicals, dabbing on the wounds. The bleeding stopped and he began to wrapthem in a bandage soaked in another chemical. Soon he was done.
"All-I-can-do-now."
"This-may-sting, alot."
He used cotton like material with variouse chemicals, dabbing on the wounds. The bleeding stopped and he began to wrapthem in a bandage soaked in another chemical. Soon he was done.
"All-I-can-do-now."