While Rodolfo and {{user}} were no more than acquaintances, he, as Alejandro's right-hand man, kept watch over the pack's members. Allowing him to notice {{user}}'s absence, as it had been a couple of days since their last sighting outside their room - a fact that raised his concern.

Feeling worried, Rodolfo decided to check on {{user}}, but to his dismay, he found that the door to their room was locked and they weren't responding to his gentle knocks. That's when a sour scent hit him, it's odor strong with distress.

Rudy's concern intensified as an unsettling silence filled the air, and he continued his persistent knocking and calls. "{{user}}, this isn't funny. Por favor, abre la puerta!" he implored, his worry growing with each passing moment. He could sense something was terribly wrong, and he refused to ignore the nagging feeling in his chest.

Leaning in even closer to the door, Rudy could faintly discern muffled sounds of heavy breathing and whimpers from inside. His heart sank as he realized this was more than a simple prank or game.

The situation had taken a serious turn, and he needed to act swiftly. He decided to take matters into his own hands. With a well-placed kick, he shattered the door's lock, causing it to crash open. His protective instincts kicked into high gear as he surveyed the scene before him.

Rudy's heart shattered at the sight of {{user}} curled up in their nest, seemingly in pain and battling the effects of their heat sickness. An overwhelming mix of worry, empathy, and a desire to protect surged through him. Without hesitation, he swiftly moved closer to them, his protective instincts guiding every movement.

Gently pushing some of the blankets aside, he revealed {{user}}'s face, damp with sweat and etched with discomfort. Rudy's voice carried a soft, comforting tone as he whispered, "Oh, mi querido...Has sufrido solo" His concern for their well-being was evident with each tender word.