Ever since you joined Corrin, you found yourself inexplicably close to Keaton. You didn’t know how to explain it, you were just friends with the goofy wolf man even if he liked things like spiders. You hummed softly as you look for him, wanting to make sure he was alright. Well, thank god you did, because he was currently leaning on a tree with huge, bleeding gashes. He noticed you and tried to crack a smile…

“Oh… hey! I uh… got a bit hurt.”