The first winter of the pack had been a rough one. Most of the time every one stayed inside the den laying close to each other. Magic had to convince every wolf to do their part, as they would rather not go into the snow. To convince the others, she set a good example to go multiple times a day exploring the forest.
On one of those days she was just running through the snow, looking for some herbs Ocean Breeze had said he needed when she almost tripped over another wolf. It was just laying in the snow with ice in its fur. Magic stood hesistantly. Her territorium was marked, there were no other wolves allowed to enter her territorium, she should chase the wolf away if it was alive. At the other side, if it was still alive, it looked very bad and ill. If she would leave it, it would defenitely die anyways. She approached the wolf slowly with her nose to the ground prepared for a fight if the wolf would react and attack her, but it didn't.
'Hey?' she mumbled while touching his fur. The wolf didn't move, but now she saw his chest going up and down. The only sign that the wolf was alive. Then she realized that she couldn't bear to leave this wolf here or chase it away. It was obvious the wolf needed her help. She they had not that many food left, in fact the pack just managed to survive with the little food they had, but she had to help him.
She pressed her nose into his fur again, now harder. The wolf woke up startled and tried to get up slowly. She assisted him, without speaking a word, his fur was wet and cold. She managed to get him on his paws and supported him with standing. 'Can you walk?' she asked softly and she pointed to the direction where they had to go with her nose. The wolf growled softly as a reaction, not in a negative way. It looked like it was the only thing he could respond.
As fast as she could she tried to get him to the den. Multiple times he felt down and she had to get him back on his paws. As the time went by she just wondered more how he could still be alive. His fur was so wet. It looked like he was a walking snowman and over his body were a lot of scratches visible. The walk back to the den seemed endless, but finally just before sunset they managed to get there. Blue was the first that came running to her with concern in her eyes.
'Where were you? What happened?' she asked while she was looking at the other wolves with fear in her eyes.
'He needs help, get Ocean,' she just said. Almost just as tired as the wolf next to her looked. The other wolves of the pack gathered around her and tried to help her getting the wolf into the den. She lead him on one of the nests that was laying there already and turned around. Ocean Breeze trotted into the den with some herbs in his mouth. He layed them down and looked at her with the same concern in his eyes.
'Are you ok?' he said when he glanced to the wolf that was now just a sad bundle of fur.
'I'm fine,' she said and she pointed to the wolf next to her. 'You need to take a look at him.'
'Who is he?' the herbalist said while he walked up to him. 'He looks very bad. I think he is hypothermic and those scratches... I am not sure I can help him anymore, I need to get my stuff first anyways.' He trotted away with his herbs to gather the stuff he needed.
'You know the chances he will survive are low, right?' Blue said quietly. She had made sure the rest of the pack was settled calmly again.
'I know, but he will make it. I'm sure of it,' she answered. Somehow she knew that was true. 'He is a fighter, just like Ares. He will survive.'
'It will take a lot of time and supplies we need for the pack to make sure he'll survive. He isn't from our pack. Why is he even here? We barely survived before he was here, how do you think we will now he is here?'
'Relax, Blue. I got it under control. He will get better and when he does I'll train him personally to get him on the hunting team,' she promised while looking how Ocean Breeze was giving the wolf some herbs to cure him.
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