Alexander felt lost. Absolutely hopeless. He'd watched Midnight Plateau flourish, and then, just as it seemed like some wonderful glorious flower, it was stepped on. Crushed, leaving just him, Amelie, and Weldering. It hurt. He felt betrayed. But the anger at his friend had long faded away, being replaced by mere confusion. Why hadn't Borden said anything? And Jayse. Why take her with him? Alexander shook his head. That answer was obvious enough, which seemed to make the others clearer. He just wished that they could have spoken about this...Now it was too late. It was all lost. Alexander was back where he started again.

He wandered the edges of the mountain, farthest away from the denning site. As he neared the edge closest to the forest, the scent of blood hit him hard. Concern creased his face, but he could hardly bring himself to run. Thankfully, he didn't really need to. The limp form of a wolf rested on the rocks near his paws, and a sound issued from its jaws before the mountain fell into silence again. A rumble bubbled in Alexander's throat, and he moved forward, crouching beside the injured female. <b style="color:#51b85f">"What happened to you?" He asked, not bothering to whisper. His eyes glanced over her wounds, and he circled around her, licking each one, trying to clean them of debris. Hopefully she could speak, or he could at least keep her awake until he figured it was safe to move her. <b style="color:#51b85f">"speech."

Before he could step away, a trail of blood oozed beneath his paw. Scowling, he licked at the wound it seemed to be pouring from, the corners of his eyes crinkled at the taste. How had this female not bled to death? It was as if she'd been attacked by a whole group of bears, and somehow managed to escape, but just barely. When he'd been to hopefully every wound, he turned back around to her front, crouching down to hear her more clearly. Bears. That was obvious enough. And Swift River. Alexander sighed. What had this girl done to get torn up like this? Trespassers clearly weren't tolerated, but Alexander wasn't going to tear her yet another bloody wound just because she'd come here looking for help.

Then again, he couldn't let her stay either. Perhaps long enough for her to become truly conscious and healed, but...He couldn't just let any injured wolf find a home here. The situation could always change, but for the time being, he decided it would probably just be best to focus on her welfare, rather than her living situation. Alexander flinched as the girl muttered the name. A flame of anger reared up in him before it was put out by a wave of grief. He'd left Midnight Plateau in tatters, and for what? A girl? Shaking his head, he let out a small, mind clearing sigh. <b style="color:#51b85f">"Borden isn't here. I'm Alexander, the alpha. Can you walk? Or do I have to carry you?" He tried to force more life into his voice, even throwing in the small hint of humor in his final question. <b style="color:#51b85f">"speech."

He scooted neared to the girl, and noticed how small she truly was now that he was nearly nose to nose with her. Silly creature, getting into such extreme trouble. She had spunk, that was for sure. The fact that she was talking amazed him. Her surprise at Borden's absence surprised her, and a small frown slid onto his face. But now that he thought about it, Borden had told the girl to come here. Did she still intend to stick around, or would she go off in search of him. Despite his departure, Alexander trusted his friend. If the girl wanted to join Midnight Plateau, then so be it. She wasn't just a girl looking for a bit of help, she had come here looking for a home, led by Borden.

<b style="color:#51b85f">"I'm afraid so," He said, brows raised. <b style="color:#51b85f">"I can get you cleaned up here, and I'm sure you'll be able to find him." Alexander went ahead and assumed that she would go off to find the wolf that had brought her to this place. She didn't know him, what reasons had she to stay? Alexander rose instantly, when she said that she'd try to stand. He took barely a second to look at his fur, which was now stained in the poor girl's blood, and he sighed, almost glad that there was no one around here anymore to see him. They'd think that he'd torn her to shreds.

His breath caught in his throat when she dropped, and he sighed, the frown spreading. <b style="color:#51b85f">"Hold still, I'm going to carry you." He was glad that she was so small. It wouldn't have been so easy otherwise. Sucking in a breath, he crouched down at her side, and slowly eased his head beneath her, at the start of her ribcage. In a fluid motion, he swooped, and the girl was on his back. He had to shift slightly and carefully to try and make things comfortable for the both of them, though he was sure she'd try and adjust herself. He'd just suck it up. Her being comfortable was a bit more important. Feeling things settling, he began to walk, very slowly of course. Thankfully, they were already so close to the denning site. If he could walk a bit faster... <b style="color:#51b85f">"speech."

They neared the Plateau dens, and Alexander wondered if he was doing the right thing. Taking this injured girl he didn't know into his pack after a member that had long been gone told her to come here. It was jumbled in his head. He'd thought a few minutes ago that it was useless to consider these things right now, since she was so injured and it would just haze his judgement. Of course, in the end, it was the decision of the female. He hadn't actually considered that, now had he? Of course not. So far, she'd done nothing to offend him (not that she was necessarily capable of doing anything), and she had the word of Borden...

Chest heaving, he crouched down near an empty den, and very carefully shifted to remove the girl from his back. He'd been so caught up in his thoughts that he hadn't actually heard her request to stay (not that it had actually been a request. More of a statement). Again, he crouched at her front, <b style="color:#51b85f">"It would be best now if you rested. I'm...Not necessarily an expert in healing, but I tried to clean you up as best I could." Eying a bleeding wound that he must have missed, he gave it a few licks to stop the bleeding. <b style="color:#51b85f">"You can stay in this den. I was gonna put you in there myself, but it's a bit small. Hopefully you shouldn't have too much trouble crawling in there." An expression of apology shrouded his eyes. <b style="color:#51b85f">"When you're all healed up, you're more than welcome to leave. Wish I could tell you were Borden is, but..." Alexander didn't bother to finish his sentence, merely grunted, and sat up, waiting for the girl to move. <b style="color:#51b85f">"speech."

He watched as she took a look at where she'd be sleeping, then looked back to him. When she spoke, it was like it hurt her. He honestly wished she'd stop, but he'd rather her be talking rather than running about when she was in no condition to be doing so. <b style="color:#51b85f">"It's a pleasure, Makita." His smile was soft and kind, but it sank into concern again when she crawled towards the den, leaving a thin trail of blood behind her. It had probably been foolish of him to clean the wounds before he'd moved her about so much, but at least it wasn't as much as before. He'd definitely have to find a stream to bathe in though.

When she'd settled, he sat up, and shifted a bit on his haunches. Hopefully the rain would come soon and wash away the blood the girl had left behind on the stone. He gave her a look, settled mostly comfortably within her den. <b style="color:#51b85f">"I suppose I'll leave you to rest now?" He gave her the option, and unless she had something to say to him, he'd leave her to sleep. <b style="color:#51b85f">"speech."