Fang awakes to Aylia and his father leaning over him. He tries to sit up but pain begins to go through his body. â€œWhat happened?â€ he asks. It seemed he didnâ€™t remember that much. He also coughed a little because of the smoke inhalation.  He soon sees that his arms in in a splint and rolls his eyes. He lets out a sigh. Whitewolf looks at Aylia, â€œOh boy, he isnâ€™t too happy.â€ He says. Fang was of course scowling at them, more like glaring at them and maybe even giving them a look as if to say Iâ€™m not amused by this! I want to get up. So he decides to stand up and go to walk, when his father stops him. â€œYou need to rest, the doctors orders.â€ He says. Fang just rolls his eyes and sits back down in the bed, and he lets out another sigh as he rolls his eyes. If his arm wasnâ€™t hurt he would be crossing them. It seemed as if Fang was pouting like a little kid because he wasnâ€™t getting his way.