Urzoth groaned, allowing Kenai to be absorbed back into them. Glancing through the group, they asked, “Anyone hurt?” as they shifted their wheelchair into a more stable position. “Good swing Tobias.” Always praise the pup, then, “Thank you, Pestle. Would you like the head, Morgana?” To be honest, they didn’t want to carry it, but the necromancer seemed to have an expansion charm on her pockets. “I can take Fifi.” Or if he continues to act out, Akela would. Having been a pack mother, she knew how to deal with rowdy pups. Most animals knew to fear her.