[It's kind of surprising how long Minato took to send that text. It's October 4th. A really bad day, he thinks, but a day he doesn't want Ken to be alone on, for fear he'll disappear. A text would be good, right? He'll call later if Ken doesn't answer, but... Ken's capable, and it's not like Minato has any right to play dad here, he just wants to make sure he's going to be okay.]
[He didn't mean to piss off the boar. He really didn't. He's pretty sure he didn't actually do anything to piss off the wolves, but now he did and he's really too slow to keep outrun it. Maybe he got too close. He wasn't too good with the woods. He probably did and they're still chasing him even after he's left the woods... so they probably want to kill him. He's already gotten hit by a few claws and bites and fallen down and scraped himself up.
So he certainly doesn't have time to answer Minato's text. Sorry for the radio silence, Leader.]
[He can answer this time! But he's... very quiet, except for his breathing. It's very harsh, pained, and shaky like he's afraid. He's whispering, though.] M-Minato-san...
[There's a noise like someone leaving a hiding place, followed by loud angry barking. And Ken adds "wolves!" to his explanation before he has to move again.]
I'm coming. [Ken how do you even get yourself into this much trouble this often? Minato is heading that way, but not hanging up the phone unless Ken does first.]
[He's pretty sure he's cursed. Ironic when he's the Hama user, really. Ken doesn't hang up, but he doesn't have any time to answer while he's running. He manages to wedge himself into somewhere the wolves' claws don't reach, and he finally says at that point that he dropped his evoker while running in the house.]
I've got mine. Just hold still and don't let them get you. [The wolves will probably be lucky you can't eat wolf meat so far as he is aware. He's going to try to scare them away with bufu before he goes to actually hurt them.]
[A bunch of them scatter, but there's still a few that stay, further in the house where Ken is. There's one trying to claw at the hole Ken clambered into, and there's Ken in the back, looking kind of bloody and everything.]
[Ken pushes himself onto his knees to crawl out of the hole. He's got claw marks on his face and arms and he has bites on his ankles.] I was getting food...
I can walk. [He looks around again, and staggers forward. In one corner of a room, hidden behind a busted couch, he finds the spear that he dropped, too. He uses that to support himself upright.] The wolves might come back.
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[It's kind of surprising how long Minato took to send that text. It's October 4th. A really bad day, he thinks, but a day he doesn't want Ken to be alone on, for fear he'll disappear. A text would be good, right? He'll call later if Ken doesn't answer, but... Ken's capable, and it's not like Minato has any right to play dad here, he just wants to make sure he's going to be okay.]
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So he certainly doesn't have time to answer Minato's text. Sorry for the radio silence, Leader.]
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[There's a noise like someone leaving a hiding place, followed by loud angry barking. And Ken adds "wolves!" to his explanation before he has to move again.]
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What were you doing?
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I think it's downstairs.
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How do you feel?
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Eat.
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Thank you. I'll be okay, Leader. I promise.
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