<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Eivind clearly hadn't planned on experiencing any opposition, yet Blue stared back at him, unwavering, and said that they were not going back. He could only stare for a few moments, but Blue was there to fill in the silence, going further into detail about <i>why</i> he wasn't going. <br/>
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“Why is it insane?” Eivind demanded, seeing nothing wrong with him trying to take care of his mate. <br/>
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“Blue!” he growled in warning as he continued on, standing up.<br/>
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“That isn't what you are to me, nor will we be returning with our tail between our legs. He <i>can't</i> now. Sieger can exile me from the pack if he wants to, but even we are civilized in that we don't threaten each other's mates. Not after things have been.. finalized. It doesn't matter that this situation is muddy, and I won't stand for it.” Eivind had crossed his hand over his chest, stance square. <br/>
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“If it isn't in Alaric's realm of skill, he'll know what to do. That is what the point is. We'll figure out the next step from there, but remaining out here isn't working!” There were a lot of times when Eivind was content to let Blue have his way, but this was not one of them. He tolerated his clipped attitude because he was in pain, but he was coming to realizing staying put was not making Blue any better. Maybe Alaric would give him an antibiotic shot and he'd get better, staying in a real bed. Maybe it was more than that, and they'd have to go elsewhere. The point was, Alaric would know where to send them. Eivind was powerless to fix anything, but he could drag Blue back with minimal strain on his large body if they were smart about it. <br/>
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“I want to get it over with, quickly. I don't want to dawdle around the forest, and pick fucking flowers!” Eivind shot back. “It is not an insane idea, and it will prevent you from further damage. You can walk some of it, but you're damn sure not making the treck back fully on your own. That would be <i>stupid</i>, when I'm perfectly capable. If I was injured in the forest, I'd expect you to drag me out just the same. That is what mates do for one another, and it has nothing to do with you being human.” <br/>
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Eivind went over to where the cot was, deciding how he might modify it. He'd need to make it smaller, certainly, and it would take him some time to make the wheels. An axle would be the biggest issue, but he could get it figured out. They'd be one hell of a sight, but it was the path of least resistance for Blue. Eivind decided a cart would suit them, something where the front was lifted, only one set of wheels. He'd have to make them detachable so that they didn't get shattered to pieces when they crossed the river. <br/>
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“We are going back. I would prefer it if I didn't have to strap you in like a child, but I don't give a damn if you're happy about this, or your pride is getting in your way. You can walk into the camp yourself and they won't know the difference, except if you let me help you back, you'll actually make it there rather than falling to collapse before arriving.” Eivind worried for him, and the last thing he wanted to do was watch his mate decline needlessly. <br/>
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“You sound like shit right now just trying to argue with me.” Eivind pointed out, further cementing his plans in his head even as they continued. They would have to go back to the pack anyway, even if it was just to leave. Eivind hadn't brought anything with them. He was starting to regret bringing Blue out all together. They'd waited for a long time; they could have waited a bit longer, until Blue was fully recovered. He should have <i>known</i>, and he wished they'd have figured something else out. At least asked Alaric for his medical opinion. Wolves and humans healed differently in some instances, but he had to know this was a possibility.</span></span>