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Pitch looked around, then went to sniff the area so he would know the scent of the other wolf if they ever crossed paths, then he turned to help Girvan "Put him on my back, I can carry him back."Girvan looked down listlessly at the limp and bloody wolf before him. It was nightmarish...he had dreams like this. His head was spinning as he tried not to think of what he was about to do.
He nodded to Charlotte and then gently started to pick him up by the scruff, trying not to taste the blood that matted his fur. It was a long way back to the den site...he hopped that they would be able to make it in time. He hopped he wouldn't collapse.