Kothar whined some more, lightly. This time he made no move to struggle, as he was hurt, tired and wet as a rag. He said nothing but allowed Fira heal him. He felt much better as his wounds were healed. As he was still tired and wet and pain filled his body, He wasn't too active. He soon again painfully raised his head. He wondered a small bit of this creatures intent, but was not in a possition to resist or scare them off by shifting. Shifting, for once, Had taken his energy down by a lot. He would not make it out of this storm alone... He tilted his head curiously.