Smith smiled at his old friend.
"Yeah. Looks like those things really did a number on you. I'll fix you up when we get to the cabin, alright?" he replied, a hint of worry creeping into his voice.
"You'll be alright, Rob."
Smith wasn't sure if he was reassuring Robinson, or himself. The other hunter gave Smith directions, and they pulled up to the cabin. Smith parked the car and walked around to the other side to help his buddy out. He would get the wolves once Robinson was alright.















