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"Damn, he's a fighter.", panted out Puck as he had to regain his grip on the blonde boy again, making sure he didnt get loose again. "We're close to camp, now, Will's going to take it from there.", explained Finn as he tightened his grip again. Need to get loose. Get free. Sam twisted more and dug his heels into the dirt of the ground, using it for leverage to get away when the Dark-Sky's camp came into view. Adrenaline was now pumping through the boy's veins as he dug his heels in further into the ground and came sliding to a stop, only to be yanked forward by two pairs of strong arms. "We need some help, we got ourselves a live one!", called out Finn as he gave the boy another shove. Sam stumbled and fell to his knees with the sticks painfully digging into his skin through the jeans, he was hoisted back up by Puck and held tight when a brunette guy walked over to them. The blonde glared at the smaller boy through his bangs with his chest rising and falling from the effort of trying to get loose.
"Get Will, Kurt. We got a trespasser from the river bank.", ordered Finn as he nodded at the smaller boy. "Will's coming, Finn. He was with the others helping prepare a meal.", replied Kurt as he brushed his bangs back into place. "Bring him on in, guys. We're ready.", ordered Will as he walked over to them with mud matting his curly hair. Sam twisted one arm out of their grasp when they relaxed their grip, only to have it twisted in a bad position by Will. The blonde held back a cry of pain and stilled his movements, his eyes flaring in anger, using the anger to hide the pain. "Got a fighter?", asked Will as Puck and Finn grabbed him again and hauled him into the camp. "Put him over there and tie him up, use the wire to make sure he can't get off.", ordered Will as he gestured towards one of the thick trees near their made shelters. When they dragged him over to the tree and attempted to get the coated wire around his ankle he managed to shift his weight onto one leg and landed a harsh kick to Finn's chest.
"Dammit.", cursed Finn as he got up off of the ground with pure rage in his eyes, his hand moving down to the gun on his hip. Will stopped him with a stern look and walked over to Puck, where he grabbed the blonde and forced him to his knees before he secured the wire around his ankle. "Tie his arms back, bound at the wrists.", ordered the man as he nodded over at Puck. The mowhawk headed teen took a slip of thick rope and tied the boy's arms behind his back before the man released him. "He's not going anywhere any time soon.", said Finn as he walked past the blonde, kicking dirt up into his face in the process. "Kurt, go ahead and do your thing while we finish preparing the meal.", said Will as he placed a hand on the brunette's shoulder. "Whats the punishment for the trespasser?", asked Finn as he glared over at the new boy in their camp."Restraining him is enough since he already looks starved, but we'll use the regular punishment for now: No food or water, 3 days.", replied Will as he looked over at the tallest of them.
3 days? Ha, that's no punishment. "Go on, guys, the food will be ready to eat soon.", said Kurt as he walked over and nudged them both away from the tied boy. They nodded at him and looked hesitantly at the tied boy before they walked over to Will and the others to help get the meal prepared for the Tribe. "Why'd they bring you over here? It couldn't have been for trespassing since there's blood on your hands.", asked the brunette curiously as he knelt down beside Sam with a bowl of water in his hands and a cloth. Sam moved away from him a bit and bared his teeth to make a threat show in his actions. "I'm not going to hurt you, I just need to clean the wound on your ankle and the cut on your forehead. I'm guessing you were hunting near here, since you have your bow on your back.", explained Kurt as he dipped the cloth into the clear water and gently wiped the dried blood away from the wound. Sam turned his head away from the brunette and refused to make eye contact with him or even talk to him.
"The silent treatement is fine, too. Lord knows we deserve it for taking you from your Tribe.", explained Kurt as he gently turned the boy's head towards him to clean the cut on his forehead. When the brunette's hand and arm were within reach Sam latched onto it with his teeth, sinking them deep into the pale skin. "Ow, ow, ow. Okay, point taken, let go.", coaxed Kurt lowly so nobody else would hear him but the blonde. Sam slowly let go of his arm and cocked his head to the side in confusion when the brunette simply smiled at him and brushed the blonde hair out of the boy's eyes. "I'm really not going to hurt you, I only want to help you while you're here. Do you have a name?", asked Kurt as he sat down in front of the boy. "My name is Samuel, but I'm called Sam.", explained the blonde as he finally found his voice. "It's nice to meet you, Sam. I'm Kurt.", replied the brunette as he smiled over at him. Sam looked over at him and hesitantly smiled back at him, revealing newly sharpened canines that he would use if he had to.