"Alright, just hang in there," she said as she went to the pack. Digging through it, she looked for the canteen, finding it after a moment. Twisting the cap off, she poured more than half of what was left over the wound, carefully cleaning it out.<br/><br/>Canteen aside, she glanced at him, worrying once more. "Warren...? Hey...you okay...?"<br/><br/>When he didn't answer, she hesitantly put her bare hand down by his mouth and nose. Part of her had been expecting to not feel his breath against her skin and if he was dead- A wave of relief washed over her as she felt his hot breath against her palm. Letting out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding in, she wasted no time in crawling back into the makeshift shelter. Back in her wolf form, she finished digging out the snow, pressing it up against the sides for added warmth. With that done, she somehow managed to drag and push Warren inside.<br/><br/>Back in her human form once more, she got to work wrapping up the gash on his back. It took some thinking and quite a few ripped up shirts, but she was able to cover it. Last thing she needed was it to get infected. With a heavy sigh, she sat by his head, gently placing it in her lap.<br/><br/>"I hope you can hear me," she said as she stroked his fur. "I'm going to do my best to take care of you. But I swear to god, if you die on me, I'm going to kill you. You got that? Please don't leave me alone..." Blue eyes swimming in tears, she leaned over to bury her face against the fur of his neck, shoulders shaking with silent sobs.