Mark carefully scooped up the rabbit, wrapping it in a clean cloth from his kit. The wolf stood close, watching his every move, its ears flicking at the faint sounds of the city beyond. “It’s alright,” Mark assured softly. “I’ll help.”
He carried the fragile creature back inside, placing it in a box near a heating pad meant for muscle pain. The warmth seemed to stir a tiny response, a faint wiggle of its nose. Mark let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding.