When the female wolf joined Grayson, Luc wanted to snarl and tell her to back off. Did Grayson allow his pack members to kill with him when it was to set an example. This was a kill that the Leader did to protect their own. Instead of saying anything though, Luc focused on the buck...and he found himself headed towards the dying animal.<br/><br/>The fight behind him went ignored as he walked towards the animal and gently touched its head, not sure why he felt the need to speak to the buck, "Be at ease. If you move too much, the blood will rush faster. That won't end well for you." The scent of its blood carried the slight hint that signaled to him it wasn't merely an animal. His eyes stared in amazement as he focused on the buck's eyes and noticed the intelligence...and the fear. The shifter knew it was going to die.<br/><br/>The sound of Grayson's howl behind him made him look back at the man and he said quickly, "Tell me how I can help...?" For some reason, the knowledge that wolves weren't the only shifters made him want to ask more questions. And the only person that he could ask questions to was close to death's door.<br/><br/>He placed his hands on the buck's wound and applied pressure, trying to slow the loss of blood. His eyes were trained on the animal, his voice rough with emotions, "Hold on. Just try to hold on."