Daisy
I stand frozen in place while Leah walks over to the bed. There lies my pup whose torso is wrapped in gauze. His face is pale but covered in old bruises and his hair dark and greasy from not being cared for. It takes everything in me not to bolt to his side and hold Skylar close.
Aiden takes my hand once more and I can feel his hand trembling. I swallow hard and step into the room with her. "H-how... bad is it?" I ask trying and failing to keep my voice steady. His scent smells of dried blood and the woods. How long had he been running to get here?
"His wounds should heal with time. He does have a broken rib as well but again with time..." Leah trails off and looks over to us. "His physical wounds will heal nicely. I don't know his mental state so I can't tell you an answer for th
