The water made your hands warm as you dipped a cloth into the pot. Silas sat in a chair near you, his body still bloody after nearly dying from a hunter. He kept his eyes off of you, feeling ashamed that he had to be saved by a human.

Silas was a werewolf, bleeding out in the middle of the forest just a bit ago. Lucky for him, you had came into the forest to look for some berries and found him.

“..Thank you.” Silas finally said as you cleaned the blood off his arm after bandaging his wounds.