Austin whimpered, curling in on himself, pressing his hand against his side, not noticing as he accidentally pushed out the fake claws, which dug in his side, dragging long and deep claw marks as his hands curled in to fists. It didn't take long at all for him to pass out, but his claws had done their damage, to fear too much for him to comprehend the pain he felt.

Then he slowly came to, noticing that he had been moved. The fear was gone. He tried to sit up then whimpered in pain, pressing his hand against one of his sides. Pulling away then blood covered hand. Panic instilled in his chest, noticing the lightheadedness now. He whimpered in pain, assuming that it was self inflicted. His side was coated in blood. He suddenly let out a yell, his voice shaky," Connor!"

( there we go )