<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="text-decoration: underline">I think so...</span></span></span>I knew I wouldn't be but I didn't really want to let my mate help me. I was the one who was Verecundia I should be served by someone destine to be a beta. I hated the very idea of her helping me to walk, having  her treat me was bad enough but necessary. I got up shakily, I'd walked with a broken leg and sliced paw surely now I had been treated it would be easier? I walked for about three inches but then fell to the floor. I growled in frustration and tried again whimpering in pain as I did. I managed to make it to the door of the room this time before falling to the floor, I knew my broken ankle couldn't take much more of this without a cast on but like I was going to let that on...<span style="font-weight: bold">One more attempt you stupid Verecundia idiot its only a recently fixed broken ankle... which is near to breaking again!!</span>I really hopped our telepathic connection had been broken, knowing that if it hadn't Jo would make me have the cast back or or worse help to walk