As we got onto the porch, I laid down, unable to walk anymore. Woobie laid down next to me. He let out a soft whine, "Are you okay?" He sniffed a gash on my cheek that I never noticed.
"Yeah. Are you? Can you see out of it?"
"No, but I'm fine. Right now, if I try to look out of it, everything is black."
"Cool." I laid my head down as Matt examined my dislocated shoulder. His father was talking to a small device and when his conversation was over, he put it down.
"We have to take them to the vet. I will go get more blankets, you try and get Chase's dog into the car." Matt nodded and grabbed my bandana and came back to slip it onto Woobie. He hesitantly stood up and allowed himself to be led to the car. I looked down without my bandana and saw the scar for the first time. It was huge.
I laid my head on my paws and sighed. How did I get to Diamondpack?
"Wait!" I jumped up and grunted as pain shot through my body.
"He didn't kill my entire family, I kicked Rock under some bushes on accident after he killed Pepper!" I realized I just stood up and barked a few times and that Woobie was out of earshot. I laid back down. Soon Matt came back and met his dad as they laid a blanket next to me.
"Bandit, can you crawl onto the blanket?" I nodded and slowly moved onto the blanket. They then grabbed two corners each and lifted me up and brought me to the van. They opened a large door in the back and laid me and the blankets in there. Matt slowly and carefully closed the door. He then sat in front of me with Woobie. Me and him have grown a strong bond since we met in that place with the cages. And Matt is much nicer than the other humans I have come across in my life. I drifted off to a painful sleep.

When I awoke, I was on a metal table next to Matt with a bandage wrapped around my leg and shoulders. I barked loudly with a growl. Where was Woobie? I barked again and again, starting to worry and get angry.
"Bandit. It's okay. Your friend is fine but in another room." I heard barking that was muffled from the walls around us. I barked back. It was Woobie.
"Are you okay, what did they do to you?" I heard his loud barks trough the wall next to me. I pressed against it and barked softer, "I am fine. They wrapped a bandage around my leg and stitched my gash in my chest. Lean against this wall if you can. What about you?" His voice suddenly got quieter and he hit the wall softly, with his tail I assume.
"Better. I can't see it, but I feel a bandage around my head, covering my other eye. I also have stitches in my wounds. Glad you're okay."
"Me too." I pressed as close as I could to the wall, as if I could feel the warmth of his pelt through the wall. Did I have a crush on Woobie?