Aylia trails the men bearing Fang back to village in wolf form. She changes back in her room and puts some clothes on while Whitewolf works on treating Fangs injuries. Aylia slips back into the room while he is still working on his wounds. Aylia flinches at the occasional pained yelp or whimper from Fang along with Whitewolf. "Of course," she nods before he leaves.<br/><br/>She's quietly reading from a poem book she had brought with her when he wakes up. "Easy Fang, we're at  your house," she says putting a hand on his shoulder in order to get him to lay back down. "There was a fight between you, Carver and Blake. Blake didn't manage to land a blow on me. Just relax for now. You're probably sore quite a bit." Aylia pleads with her eyes on and voice tone on the last part.