E/O Challenge: Stumble

100 words exactly

The Woods are Dark and Deep

The lacerations were deep, but I only had time for a patch up job, the Werewolf would soon be back.

I tore a strip off my jacket and wound it tightly around my brother's body, staunching the blood loss from his damaged side.

He groaned as I tied the makeshift bandage in place.

"Dean … we gotta go," I murmured, hoisting him to his feet and wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

"Whatever … you say … bro," he hissed, leaning heavily against me for support as we stumbled through the dense undergrowth, the Werewolf's howl echoing through the darkness.