OOC: I never said I wanted a 'likeable' character, >.< || Word Count →375
Augustus couldn't quite tell the pup's injury by looking at her, but injured or not she had no place in New Dawn. In Tharin's place he would have left the pup to her fate, thinking it another casualty of the wild. Though often well-meaning the northern man lacked compassion. He'd been shaped by the Yukon winters, the leagues of harsh, unyielding country. What he failed to realize was that this was not the harsh wilds of the north, injured wolves could be saved, nurtured and returned to a state of health and vitality.
His brother rose to a stand, quickly, his leg dripping crimson. "Lay down before you fall down!" Augustus growled, standing just as he had before, with his tail straight and ears erect. With his injuries Tharin was no match for the behemoth, and both of them knew it. His tawny brother derailed the bi-colored brute's suspicions of Kiara. Admitting that this journey of his had been of his own volition.
The black and white male showed teeth when Tharin challenged him, willing his body to become stiff, his movements slow and deliberate. "You obviously have a death wish..." He hissed between clenched teeth, though made no advance to attack his brother, waiting to see if the injured male collapsed or had anything else to say. Tharin's voice rose quickly, declaring the Epsilon a heartless fool who wished death on an innocent being. He snorted, and lashed his tail, but his gaze darted to the side, away from his brother's. Though it took a few moments Augustus saw the truth in his words. He looked over the whelp, still sleeping despite the commotion. She must have truly been exhausted.
His tail fell and lay still, eyes softening in their gaze. "You're right..." the northern wolf finally admitted with some difficulty. Yellow eyes returned to gaze on his brother, but all challenge had departed from them. He took in the sight of his ravaged leg, whining as he glanced over the missing ear. "But I will carry her. You're bleeding Tharin." His voice was firm. He did not want his brother putting any extra stress on his limbs. It would be hard enough to get him to the den, forget the both of them.
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