((O_o I made a post about Risto treating Gavroche's wound...Ehh. I'll delete it.))
Risto limped after Marie, his wound on his leg slowing him down as he hurried towards her, nearly tipping over snapped twigs and broken tree branches. "Will you slow down? Be glad that you're a wolf and that you run faster." The feline muttered under his breath, swerving to avoid a tree branch that snapped off of the tree nearby. Letting out a huff, he stumbled only once when he crashed into a rock. As he neared Marie, his ears perked as he heard her howl over the wind for him to come. Panic rose in him and he pressed forward, flattening his ears and praying that the pup was alright. Slowing to a halt, Risto caught his breath as he panted, his pelt drenched. Staring up at Gavroche, he noticed why Marie had sounded an alarm. The pup was hiding in a fallen tree log with a large wound on his shoulder, blood pouring out from it. " D-mn it pup." Risto growled. But before the feline could crawl into the log with the pup, Gavroche had already fled from the tunnel. "Sh-t!" Risto spat, annoyance prickling inside of him. "That d-mn pup doesn't even realize that it's like h-ll out there!" The feline snarled.