Drevo used his bowstaff to help him get to his feet, once standing he took one last look at Valius. After that he began to walk slowly over to his hat and picked it up and put it on his head over his eyes like usual. He headed out the door ahead of everyone else, keeping silent, still mourning the loss of his comrade. As he walked to the door he saw Korius comfort Kiana then light Valius' body on fire. Once outside Drevo fell to his knees, still very weak, just not letting the others know. He didn't want them to worry about him, they had enough to deal with. He crawled to a nearby rock and sat on it, as to look uninjured. As he sat on the rock he felt a sharp pain in his chest, he clenched it for a moment before caughing up a small amount of blood. The blood dribbled down his muzzle, he wiped it away smearing it into the white portion of his fur. He felt around his chest, he poked his ribs one at a time until he suddenly groaned loadly as he poked one; It was fractured. Drevo groaned and swore to the wind, about his injuries, about Valius, anything he could think of. His eyes watered as he sat, almost crying, but it was barely noticable. He just sat in wait for the others, clenching his chest in silence.