My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

They both share a look which is starting to piss me off. Something is clearly going on and I am being left out. To keep from yelling at them, I start to shift on my leg testing it out and mentally checking for any other injuries. I am covered in blood, some my own, some the rogues. I need to scrub this nasty smelling sh*t off, but I really want answers first.

Xander notices my fidgeting and seems to take me in fully now. "Are you hurt? I noticed your limping before."

"I'm okay now, I think. That rogue got a good bite into my flank, but I think it's healed completely, I'm just sore, not a big deal. Are you guys going to tell me what's going on, or am I not high enough to be given information?"

"None of that, Little One. If we have information to share we will share it. You were injured, you need to be seen by the docs." He tilts his head past me to a group in line. They all seem to be fine, but waiting to get checked anyway.

"I'm fine. Everything already healed so I can't have been that bad." I shrug it off hoping they will just talk to me, let me in. But, that was too much to ask.

they might be carrying and you were bit and

my eyes to keep from rolling them like the teenager that I am and take a deep breath then let it out slowly. The line isn't going anywhere fast so I

line? I didn't see

needed to be reset. She should be fine in a couple of hours. The two of them combined gave us less trouble than you are now. Go get checked then you can ask all the questions

throw over my shoulder. Not really needing an answer, but I decided acting like a child towards him is a good distraction

hear a low huff, but

pretty basic, they asked me if and where I had been injured, how many times I was bitten, if anything was painful or lingered, things like that. I thought I was going