Harsh breathing could be heard as the fae dragged the larger male into the clearing by his scruff. He had been unconscious the whole way, but Ember had been extremely careful with him. She had carried him as best she could after dragging him off the banks of the water. He was larger than her, but he needed help. Creek would be able to save him, Ember knew that much. The healer had saved her once. The fae hoped that Creek could do the same for this male. Just outside of the clearing she had stumbled and nearly hurt herself. She didn't trust herself to bring him to safety on her back without hurting him any further. Now, she had no other choice but to drag him. The soft soil of the clearing would allow her to drag him without either of them becoming and more damaged. It father than she though it would be, and Ember's muscles trembled with the effort of pulling the male. Gently setting down his head, Ember readjusted her hold on his scruff before dragging his body to the healer den. Stopping just short of the entrance, calling out.
"Creek, are you there? It's Ember, I found a wolf and he's unconscious. He fell into the water and I lost sight of him, but when I saw him again he was on the bank. I don't know if he had swallowed any water or if anything is damaged, but could you please help him?" She spoke the words urgently, gulping in air when she was finished. Ember went back to the male's body, not knowing if he could hear her or not. She bent her head down to him, whispering. "You're safe now, but I don't know if brought you here too late. Please, please just hold on and wake up." Ember didn't know if she had gotten him there too late, but she plead that she hadn't.