Helping Out

I heard mutters go through the tent, did I ask something wrong?

" No, dearly, those are the rules here," Another man answered with a friendly expression on his face. I nodded and Azriel directed me to take a seat away from the table.

The men discussed for a long, they were talking about strategy and the reason why the dark wolves' attack was massive this time. They were caught off guard. I was bored and I silently went outside, sympathy welled in me again as I walked around the camp. I followed a path down until I saw a huge tent that had a red plus sign, that must be where they take the sick on this part of camp. It was open so I entered, injured men were sleeping on tiny beds, and others were on the floor as they didn't have enough space.

" Can I help?" I asked two doctors who were attending to the soldiers.

" Yes, we could use an extra set of hands. I'm Chad and that's Cain,"

He handed me a large box with supplies in it.

I went to one of the soldiers on the floor and crouc