Damon shook his head sleepily, "Anabel, it's fine." he mumbled. His tiredness was making it clear that he had lost a lost blood and could barely move as is. "It's someone from my pack." he managed through heavy breaths.
Blade ran into the field, and when he saw Damon he was horrified. He sprinted to the younger werewolf and nosed his ear, "Damon, get up." he barked, his bright red eyes glimmering. He looked up at Anabel, "Who are you?" he asked with a growl.

