"There won't be any more for a while." Kyles stepped in the room, holding his shoulder as an excess amount of blood poured out of the stab wound in it. Seline followed in right afterwards, limping. Her usually white fur was caked with blood on her front right leg.
"I had found out about their plan, and on my way back, we ran into a few of them."
He scanned over everyone, checking over Senna the longest. "No one is hurt right?"
