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Kayla looked at the wolf, then at Gale. "Do you hurt?" She asked |
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"Well no shit I hurt." He mumbles,still staring out. |
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"Everywhere." He responded,wincing even as he turned. |
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"Do you want to head back to camp?" She asked, looking at him |
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He sighed,shaking his head. "It'd probably be best we go back.Get...this taken care of." Gale said,starting back to camp. |
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Kayla followed beside him |
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They arrived back at camp,Gale saying nothing as he went and grabbed a bucket with water,taking off his cloak and grimacing at the burn when he washed the blood off,cringing at the cuts and brusies. |
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Kayla mentally winced at his injuries as her eyes grazed over his cut-up body |
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He stumbled back to the tent,taking out everything he needed.Gale first filled the deeper cuts with a thick pultace,applying bandages to them before applying a ointment to the other cuts,keeping it away from his face,though. |
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