Once they had escaped for now, both boys slowed to a stop

Matt bites back a groan, rolling off the wolf, and forcing himself to at least sit up. "Thank... you..." Matt says, trying to stay alert, even though the pain was making his vision dance with black spots.

Lilura heads over to Conner, checking to see if he was okay, making a beeline to Matt. When she gets to Matt, she winces, wishing she could help. Alas, she didn't have healing powers.

None of them did, except for Conner, but they only worked on himself.

"Anybody have a cellphone to call 9-1-1? I know, not the best plan, but, hey, I don't want Matt dying." Lilura says, applying pressure on the wounds to try and keep them from bleeding. Matt hisses in surprise and pain, using his hands to try and stop Lilura from touching him, which means the support he was getting from his arms against the floor was gone, so Matt inevitablly fell backwards from sitting.

Casey nodded, trying not to get jealous. He pulled out his phone and dialed 9-1-1

Someone picked up the phone on the other end.

Matt tries to shoo Lilura away, but Lilura was hovering near him, anxious that he was going to die.

Casey explained the situation, unsure of where exactly they were

The person on the other line awknowledges and says they will be sending someone immeadiately. Lilura gives the person the place they were, reading the sign for the street they were on.

Matt curls into a ball, breath shallow. Didn't expect going out like this.

Conner had disappeared

Lilura tries to look for Conner, "Any idea where he went?" She asks.

Soon, they can hear an ambulance; help was on the way.