Mark started to slowly regain consciousness and saw the wolf sitting next to him, he quickly opened his eyes and tried to get up, but the slash on his chest automatically shut him back down, he groansed in pain alittle and attempted to sit up again. He felt his boots wet with his own blood and his hands covered in it...<br/>"what...the..." He got to a sitting position but he was still bleeding, he tore off a little bit of his shirt and tied it around his hands and slipped his boots off slowly...blood simply pored and soaked into the ground, he saw a large slash on his leg and tied that up too but knew he had to find someone about his chest wound...he decided to try and converse but kept his other hand on his sword in case, he wiped his hair from his eyes.<br/>"so, can anyone help me with this?..." Mark attempted to turn around but pain kept him from doing so...he was steadly slipping in and out of consciousness again from the loss of blood and  passed out again on his back