((Yeah x3))
Sakili gawked at Zack's broken paw, wondering whether he could make it or not. Hopefully, wherever we're going isn't far. Shaking his pelt out, the warrior let out a soft huff as he glanced around, searching for any sign of a Walker. When he spotted and scented none, he satisfyingly returned his focus to Rouge and Zack, his neck fur bristling at the black canine's words.
"And how would you survive on your own with that broken paw of yours?" Sakili inquired, gesturing to Zack's paw. "As Rouge said, we're not going to leave you here. There isn't any point in leaving you here - you might as well get killed by another one of those." Sakili growled, nodding at the limp zombie with his muzzle.