she looks back not seeing them anymore, she shifts in her cat form and climbs up a tree and goes from tree to tree back to the clearing.

Warren's still there, lying there like a limp noodle. From here, you can see he's barely breathing, and that he has at least two shot marks.

she slowly crawls down and towards him keeping low to the ground.

A small breeze rustles the leaves above you, whisking the stench of blood to your nose.

she runs over sniffing him, her eyes filling with tears.

This close, you can see that a bandage has been wrapped around his torso. He did work here - maybe the soliders were intending to use him as bait?

At any rate, Warren is face-down into the earth. It might be hard for him to breathe, and if you flip him over carefully, perhaps you can make sure he's okay.

she shoved him over using her body "come one please don't die." she said quietly

The bandage is pretty soaked with blood, and has definitely been switched out a couple times. For some reason, the fabric is also edged with frost around the wound.

Turning him over, it's easy to tell that helped the breathing situation. Now he's breathing at a much better rate.

"warren wake up, come on we need to get out of here." she whispers to him

Warren doesn't verbally respond, but his hand twitches. Maybe it's like some funky Doctor Strange soul-realm stuff. Who knows?