"stay here and rest ill go check on her" get gets to his feet and runs to the healing den "what happend?" he asked heka hoping to understand the situation

"Aonani, the guard, claims that Azrail attacked Vania." Heka says, bandaging the last of the wounds. "Ask her for more details."
Aonani nods, "Yes, it was Azrail. His paws were all bloody and he was there. Everyone knows that he took the cheetah in instead of letting it get killed, and so it would make sense that he try to weaken our force since he's working with the cheetahs."

Luke grew a little angry about Azrail being accused of such a crime "did you see him attack her?" he asked to see if shes assuming or if shes telling the truth

"Well, I wasn't close enough, but he was crouching next to her." Aonani says, scratching the side of her neck. She was getting a little nervous since Luke was getting angry.

"hes a healer just because he was next to her doesnt mean he was trying to kill her if i go, tell me which way he went!" he asked loudly as an order.

"He went that way. I think. Not sure." Aonani says, gesturing to where Azrail had run off.

Azrail had stopped running, finding a nice sheltered patch of ground to sleep for the night. His adrenaline rush had slowed down and now he was just feeling lonely and a bit stupid for having ran and not tried to better explain. He didn't have a paper and pencil always on hand, but he was thinking of doing that now so no more accidental things like this happened again. He told himself he would return in the morning.
He turned full lion and stretched out, placing his head on his paws as he watches the night around him. It seemed a lot scarier now that he was alone.

Luke went out to look for him leaving gaurds to watch over the healing den while he was gone.

Vania was still asleep

Azrail felt on edge, and he couldn't find a comfortable position, so he took a moment to change back into human form to gain possession of the amazing opposable thumbs. He wraps up his broken arm and sets it as best he could with what he had on hand. A bubbling laughter made him jump and turn to the noise.
A werehyena was peeking at him, its head poking through the high grass. Its deep chocolate brown eyes sparkled and reflected the many stars above. Azrail shrinks back, scooting as far away from the lions natural enemy as possible. He backs himself right into an older werehyena. More laughter sounds and claws dig into his shoulders as they grab him and take him to their camp. Firelight dances across the horizon, and pretty soon, the fire seemed to be flooding all around him. It was wild, and Azrail didn't feel at all safe. He gets shoved into a cage next to a blistering hot bonfire, and some hyenas come and go, laughing as they pass. A few stick around and tease and taunt him, along the lines of such a mighty beast allowing himself to get caught.
Azrail shudders as he realizes that a few of the hyenas seem to be preparing to sacrifice him - or at least someone - to something.
"Stick around for the main event, ey cub?" One laughs, her jewels flashing in the firelight, nearly blinding Azrail anytime he attempts to look at her.
'No thanks.' Azrail says, sitting down and pulling his knees to his chest, resting his head on his knees as he wraps his arms around his legs. After a few moments, he feels to worn out to care and so he closes his eyes, hoping to sleep.

Luke gets a scent from him along with some other scents but focused on Azrails scent Vania would have caught this scent earlier but is in no condition for a tracking session and he was to far ahead to turn back now for backup so he ran as fast as he could to Azrial but comes to a stop hiding in the tall grass infront of the werehyenas camp "theres way to many for me to take on by myself but if i sneak around them to Azrial i should be able to get him loose and slip away" he says to hisself before forming his plan. He turns to complete lion form and keeps low to the grass sneaking around the camp watching out for gaurds and other things he makes it to the back of Azrials cage without being seen before poking him in the back "im here" he wispers lowly

Azrail jumps as if electrocuted, making that sound cats do when they get awoken from their nap. One of the werehyenas glance at him, "Don't you worry, we haven't forgotten about you yet." They finger a dagger as they glance at Azrail, clearly looking forward to the idea of killing the lion.
"I'm surprised you were all alone. I thought lions were all together. So, what happened?" The werehyena asks, crouching next to the cage to be eye level with Azrail. Azrail shrugs and wishes the cage was bigger. "When I ask you something, answer me. So what happened?" The werehyena demands.
Azrail tries to sign with only one hand, but a few signs come out wrong. The werehyena wasn't impressed.
"Talk, you dumb fool." The werehyena hisses, taking their dagger out.
Azrail glares at the werehyena and clearly signs, 'You're an idiot.' The werehyena seems to sense what Azrail had signed was not a compliment.