Yukon's body trembled, trying to force the pain from the fore of his mind. He looked up at Sky, though his vision was clouded by swelling. He didn't want to answer, he didn't want her to think him weak. The words of Nighta rang in his ears....'kill the pups'. Suddenly his gaze fell on Sky's wounds. "What happened?" His voice thick with wworry.
"A she wolf was in lightening territory. She was up to no good and then we fought." Sky said quietly as if she was talking about the weather. Sitting closer she licked gently at the blood matted fur. A tremor of fear rocking through her. If Yukon did not make it... Sky whined and continued to clean Yukon.