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Everett hadn't called for Dags for seemed like hours. He was still bleeding and getting tired, on the plus side of things he was starting to sober up. 

Rain beating down from the trees made it hard to tell just how much blood he had lost. Between the alcohol and rain he could only hope it wasn't as bad it seemed to be. 

He gave thought to trying to find a place to sleep, and continue his search for Dags in the daylight hours. He was starting what time it was. That and a hundred other questions where in his mind. 

He knew deep down that Dags would be okay. He was a wolf after all. Dags was reliant in Everett for many things, but wasn't to say Dags couldn't take care of himself. Knowing that didn't lessen the worry at all. The panic maybe but not the worry. 

His hand had quit glowing sometime ago, he didn't know how long it was but he damn sure didn't want to find out what the limits of his powers were here. Not in these conditions, not like this. 

Trudging along he heard a voice off in the distance. He knew that voice… was it…  Tessa? 
[b]“TESSA!” [/b]Everett paused for a moment before rushing to where he heard the voice. 

[b]“Tessa, thank goodness, what's…  ahh shit.[/b] “Any sort of excitement was dead the moment he saw Mal and Grant hunched over Dani. Everett had no idea what was going on. He instantly assume the worst, but if he was completely honest, all he could think about was if that was Dags and not Dani. Everett felt horrible about the thought but, Dags was all he had. 

[b]“I hope yalls doin some Romeo and Juliette shit and this is a right good time to say alas poor Yorick I knew him Horatio.”[/b] Everett said wincing in pain as he held his bleeding head.