Dennis checked the wound and realized her bone wasn't shattered, but was indeed broken.

"Damn it!" Dennis hissed.

He knew his grandpa would arrive any minute, so he did the only thing he could think of.

"Put your arms around my neck." Dennis said sliding his arms under her back.

"What are you?" The werewolf began.

"Shut the fuck up and do it!" Dennis lashed.

She did so.

He carried her around too a dark alcove at a stream for her too hide in.

"I'll be back by midnight . . . You can't move, last thing i need is too attend to more injuries." Dennis said quickly washing blood off in the stream.

He went off too the spot where he had shot her.

"Where were you?! And where's the cub?" Mike asked.

"You only nicked her." Dennis said grumpily. "Got up and ran off before i could aim."

"And so you went after it, but it was far too late. . . Damn!" Mike said hiking his rifle on his back.

"Too late to hunt as well, we alerted the entire forest of our presence." Dennis said.

"Well nothing like learning on your feat, eh soldier?" Mike responded.

They both walked back home.

*Meanwhile*

"We have to save Winnie!" The mother werewolf said.

"Wanda those humans are bloodthirsty . . . Wanda, we- we need too cut our losses on finding Winnie . . . It's too late." The father said.

"Wayne you . . .You're right." Wanda broke down crying.

They both went back home too there small woodland den crying.

*Back too Dennis*

The clock struck 11, and Dennis knew he would have to get too Winnie ASAP. Dennis grabbed a first-aid kit, some utensils, and some meat, along with a cloth.

"Where are you going?" Grandma Linda said catching him while getting water.

"Wanna learn as much as i can on being a combat medic, i'm heading to hospital on some last second pointers on the training dummies." Dennis said holding up the equipment.

"Well, you know i don't like you heading out so late, there is more then just monsters Dennis." Linda said eyeing him suspiciously.

Dennis left the house and drew on his cloak too keep off the rain, and in half an hour was at the forest, and by the stream.

"Hey?" Dennis called by the alcove. "You still there?"

Dennis waited for a few seconds, before he heard her weak voice.

"Yeah i'm here." She said in a saddened tone.

"Got some food." Dennis said handing her the meat.

She took the meat and tore it up eating voraciously.

"Now . . . I have some stuff for the wound." He said picking up the leg.

The werewolf went into a growling fit.

"I can't believe i'm doing this, anyway here, put this in your mouth." He handed her a cloth.

She stuffed it in her mouth grinding her teeth against it as dennis added disinfectant.

"Mph!" She said as he began using forceps.

"I need too check the bone. hm, yes just broken, not shattered, and no lodged bullet." Dennis said.

He used a bit of application with the tools and realigned the bone.

"Can you move your toes?" Dennis asked.

She could, and so he began making a splint covering.

"Grandpa never got your parents . . . Can you find your way home?" Dennis asked.

"Yes . . . Thank you." She responded balancing on the 3 feet.

"I'm Dennis, you?" He asked.

She looked at him curiously.

"Winnie." She said before running off.

"God help me." He said seeing her bound away at a slightly slower run.