Hewey and Yule felt a tinge of horror as Claude split Bridge's back open. However, they noticed that the back had a few drops of silver mixed in the blood. Could the pellets hit his back? Did Claude slice Bridge open to save his life? Even if it was, wasn't this too scary for the soft, gentle Claudie-poo that their boss and his blood child adored?
"When you cry, you're Johanne's kid… When you're angry, you become Miss Cosette's…" Bridge only cried at the subsequent pain.
"…I'll leave you to your siblings, Mr Bridge." Claude removed his paw from Bridge's back. He shook the blood off before running off in a direction.
Hewey didn't hesitate in following the young Alpha. Yule only ran back out of the hallway in search of severed limbs. Bridge remained on his belly, sighing as he managed the pain in his back. He only stared at the blood pooling around him, even seeing how the silver melted in the warm red liquid.
