Blaze could see Star wincing and growled softly. "Star, go to camp and let the medics look at you. At the very least let them close the wound." Blaze was proud of his pack, that they had held off a larger group of wolves from taking moving into their territory and from taking control of the pack, but the fact that there were such terrible wounds made him angry. He looked across the lake to the territory of the pack that had attacked them, contemplating the best way to keep an eye out for them. "Please let them help you, Star."