Raised by Lions

Chapter 50: Irate and Healing

Melon hadn't known what to do when he saw Sora running away from the area of the fights. He knocked the wolf back that was trying to blindside him and took off after Sora.

The look in her eyes made him worry if she was having a panic attack. He isn't even that in touch with his own emotions, but he could read her like a book.

He stopped as he rounded a corner and had to sniff the air to find where Sora had gone. Once he did find her, he noted he was upset to see her in a full blown panic attack. She barely looked up at him before she flung herself against him, arms wrapped around his neck and clinging for dear life.

He took a deep breath and picked her up, straightening up as he did. Despite how scrawny he was, he still had carnivore strength, so once she wrapped her legs around his back and he had a good grip on her back, he took off running.

He didn't know where he was going, as long as it was away from the fighting. That had been what caused this after all. In the back of his mind he swore he hated Ten as much as he hated Mama, because she forced Sora to fight in the worst clash that exists in the Market.

When he blinked, he found himself in an abandoned building, sitting on the floor against the cement wall and trying to calm Sora down. His years of studying psychology in his free time made him well equipped to deal with her.

She still clung to him, but if that made her feel safer, then so be it. He kept talking to her until she started talking back. Despite how cold and decrepit the abandoned building was, they stayed there until the sun came up, not wanting to return and face their mothers yet.

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It took all of two days, for Legosi to lose his cool about the heat. Jack and the 701 boys had joined him, Louis and Haru for lunch. Toby was absent, having some sort of species specific illness, so he wouldn't be at school for the week.

Legosi groaned and laid forward, placing his forehead on the cement in front of him, his lunch tray forgotten to the side. "Legosi?" Jack asked. Legosi grumbled as a response and Louis found himself worried.

"Is it the heat getting to you?" Jack asked, after all it was the height of summer and Jack knew wolves had thicker fur than most dogs. Legosi grumbled his response again. "Why don't you just trim your fur?" Miguno asked, which made Legosi's ears perk up.

"Yeah, wait, don't tell me you don't trim your fur in the summer!" Collot said, worried and confused. Legosi lifted his head up, feeling woozy and trying to focus through a headache. He shook his head, making all the canines stare at him.

"How in Rex name have you avoided heatstroke until now?" Jack asked, jumping to his feet. Legosi's back ached, so he moved as little as he possibly could.

"You can borrow my razor," Jack offered. "Maybe I could help you too?" Jack said. Legosi's ears perked then, but the frown on his face said everything. He truly couldn't let any of the boys see the fresh scars on his back and risk dealing with more rumours.

"I'll do it myself and if I need help, I'll ask Louis, but I would appreciate borrowing that razor," Legosi said, covering easily enough. Jack nodded, a little put out that he couldn't help, but it changed quickly enough when Voss brought up going to B-Strike at some point.

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That night, after showering, Legosi asked Louis to help him cut his fur.

"Are you sure I should be helping you with this?" Louis asked, wanting to stop Legosi from making a potential mistake, after all, he was sky high on painkillers still, it was a wonder he could even focus in classes.