Aaron
Coming to in a sterile-smelling room that I can only think of as one of the healer's is a bit overkill in my opinion.
While my injuries aren't exactly superficial, I don't need anyone fussing over me when I'll be fine in a day or two. I'm never down for long when it comes to fights, no matter how wild my adversary acts.
I've been fighting since I was a pup, bred on it with my own father drilling into me the importance of defending one's territory to the death. Those lessons had been hardwired into me, practically a second skin that I wore each time I met with any kind of pushback from someone outside of my pack.
"His injuries should be healing themselves already," Eris says, somewhere over my left shoulder. "I've already applied the healing creams to them, so that'll help with th
