Whitewolf did understand,<span style="font-style: italic">Whereâ€™s Fang? Whatâ€™s happened?</span>he thinks as he rushes towards the woods. Fang had been going in many different directions and they all lead to flames. He knew that he wouldnâ€™t be able to make it out alive in human form, so he switched forms. He gently grabs the wolf with his mouth, he is carrying it like a mother wolf would do with her pups, and jumps over some low flames. And then he begins to run as fast as he could toward the end of the woods. The only thing that he could hear right now was the sound of the flames crackling and roaring and also the sound of tree branches groaning. So he didnâ€™t hear his father calling for him. Whitewolf stood at the edge of the woods looking for his son, he even called out to him, but nothing seemed to work. If Aylia were to look at his face, she would see an extremely worried look. He turns toward Aylia, hoping that she would know the answer to his question. â€œWhy did Fang go back into the woods?â€ he asks her. Back with Fang, he had a long way to go before he reached the edge of the woods. And he was practically running blind because of the thick smoke, if he got out of this alive he would definitely have some smoke inhalation.<br/><br/>As he continued on, trying to move as fast as he could, a large tree branch fell in front of him, so he had to change his direction once again. He turns and goes to his left, it would now take longer for him to reach the edge of the woods. Besides barking orders at the villagers to continue to fight the flames so that the fire doesnâ€™t reach the village, Whitewolf was scaning the edge of the woods for his son. He too would be devistated if anything happened to him. If Fang couldnâ€™t find a way to the edge of the woods, he would simply find another way to another location and wait for the fire to die down. As he was walking, a loud groaing noise was heard from one of the trees above. Then the sound of cracking is heard and a large tree branch that had some flames fell directly on top of Fang. It hit him hard in the shoulder and back. Also it hit hard on part of his right front leg. Using all of his strength he shrugs the branch off and begins to continue on his course. Of course now that he was injured, running was difficult, when the pain got to much, he started limping. He didnâ€™t know how long he travled, of course still limping, but he finally made it to the edge of the woods. Whitewolf finally spotted him just as he collapsed and switched back to human form. â€œFang!â€ he says as he runs to his son as fast as his old bones would let him. He picks up his son and orders one of the villagers to pick up the injured wolf as well.<br/><br/>Whitewolf then takes Fang back to the house and places him on his bed. He told one of the villagers that they are in charge of taking care of the fire and then goes to get the doctor. Of course the doctor had a midwife with him. He examines Fang throughly. â€œWell?â€ Whitewolf asks. The doctor looks at both Whitewolf and Aylia, â€œHe has some somke inhalation, a badly bruised spine and shoulder. And the lower part of his right arm is broken.â€ he says. Whitewolf lets out a sigh of relife, he was glad that nothing major was wrong with his son. â€œSo how long will he have to rest?â€ Whitewolf asks. â€œUntil his lungs get better for the smoke inhalation. But until his arm gets better, shifting into his wolf form isnâ€™t recomened, but since he is a werewolf, healing that arm shouldnâ€™t take long, as long as he takes it easy and doesnâ€™t use it.â€ he says. Whitewolf nods and looks at Aylia, â€œBetween me and you that will be our job, making sure he doesnâ€™t use that arm,â€ he says.