In a perfect world, none of this would have worked out how it had, but even in situations as fucked as this, they still had the pack. Alaric was there with him, through all his talk, and he did need his help. Blue was quick to correct him when he still wanted to try to do things on his own. Everything was so new, and he had a hard time trusting anyone, but Alaric had helped patch Blue back together. He needed to rely on him, at least a little bit. If he exhausted himself completely, and Lofgren caught up with him, he'd have nothing left.<br/><br/>Alaric helped shoulder some of the way, and Eivind stopped grumbling. It made things marginally easier, but they were still moving slow, and really they had no goal besides away from Lofgren. That wasn't much of a plan and now they were separated from the pack. Eivind was fully aware he'd made a fucking mess. Alaric was looking at him like there was a lot he wanted to say, but right now he was keeping it to himself. Even so, Eivind didn't regret that choice he'd made. He was only sorry that Blue now had to suffer more for it.<br/><br/>Finally, Alaric did speak.<br/><br/>“Where are we even going, Eivind?” he questioned.<br/><br/>“Away,” Eivind snapped. His only concern was putting distance between Blue and Lofgren. At this rate though, they weren't going to do it fast enough.<br/><br/>“We need to sit down, and think about what we're doing. Even I'm starting to feel bad dragging him around the forest,” Alaric spoke, for once the voice of reason. Eivind knew he was right, and Blue was trying, but it was rough going for him. He was hurting, and where would that get them if they had no solid plan?<br/><br/>“Okay, okay. We'll stop for just a few minutes,” Eivind agreed, helping Blue down gently. Eivind couldn't be still there. He remained standing, walking back and forth as he thought about exactly where they were. They both knew this forest, not as well as their own territory, but well enough.<br/><br/>“First thing we need to do is cross through the river. Something to get the blood off you two,” Alaric suggested. “It won't mask our trail completely, but it'll be something.” Sieger was more familiar with their scent. Hopefully he'd have an easier time finding them than Lofgren, but the heavy stench of Alden's blood was like a beacon to the other werewolf.<br/><br/>“That way,” Eivind said, pointing ahead of himself. “It runs parallel, so if we're going north, we should hit the river. Lofgren wasn't set up far from the water, so we should be close.” They were just traveling east, likely alongside it.<br/><br/>“How much farther do you think you can make it?” Eivind questioned, looking down to Blue with a frown.