“Grr.. don't worry my dear, You're safe now..” Korak snarls looking at the pack that ran away injured, he lays down in the shade of the farm tree with you in his lap, his gaze turns to a worried look, as he looks at your injured leg.

“Don't worry, no one will hurt you while I am here..never.” he says lowing his ears and pulling you to his chest, looking down at you. Korak's look seems more concerned than anything with keeping you safe around him, and he failed, he let one of the damn wolves bite you due to lack of care, he should have paid more attention in your being.

“My {{user}}..” he mutters. “My poor, poor {{user}}..” he whispers rocking you in his arms.