Amoxtli was back in the forest, comfort instantly came to him as he took in the scents around him knowing it was his and it was going to stay that way. His back leg was rather ripped up, he could move it but barely and not without whining or growling in pain. His head was held lower so his body was lined out rather evenly because of some tears in the back of his neck on his scruff. They weren’t so bad, but it they still hurt. His face looked terrible, much worse than it actually was. His green eye was swollen shut, but it was still there. The wounds around it were still bleeding and stinging and likely would leave scars forever but nothing more once the swelling was gone. More blood, most of which was not his own, was all over his muzzle and chest making it all appear much more gruesome his face nearly entirely covered in the life elixer. He wanted to clean himself badly but wanted someone else with him while he did so. He felt faint from his blood loss and if he cared about the female he just fought maybe he would be a bit more worried for her wellbeing seeing as she had a whole in her chest and face because of him. Surely if he felt this bad she must be in pretty terrible shape and with no pack or healers he wondered how she would pull through. Right now he needed to get himself taken care of should she return or anyone else for that matter. He let loose a howl announcing his return and his victory over the murderer. Once he would tell Zelly who he had fought he knew she would be happy to hear it as well as the wolves that’d come from Asteraia when she had taken over.

Shiloh was on the forefront of his mind. He knew is Mother likely wouldn’t be making her way here to take care of him, so it would have to be here or one of the other menders. Sen’s scent had been growing weak and perhaps this also would be a good chance to see if anyone else in the pack could potentially take his role. He knew the brute was going through a rough time and he was always welcomed back whenever he came home but right now Amoxtli did need a healer and it was good time to task anyone who wanted with the job of taking care of his leg until it was completely healed. His breathing was still rather even but Amoxtli still grit his teeth in pain.

He hoped she would come soon he wanted to see her above all else and he wouldn’t mind a little company from those he had protected as well. He knew all this pain would be worth it soon as he saw the pups and the families again all still at peace knowing their home was safe. His heart was pounding; he could even hear it in his ears still even though he was out of battle. Hopefully some members would come; he was doing everything he could to keep himself upright and balanced on his three good legs. His back haunch looked like a mess currently and it needed tended to the most. They would be here he knew they would and he looked forward to seeing them.