Rowan nodded, "Please do. I'm dead on my feet and..." she looked around at the ruined town, "I don't feel safe." Looking down at the child, she walked over with the help of Frost. "Where did you find him?" She put on a strong face, but it still hurt to see someone so young, so injured.

Alvaro shook his head with a sad expression. Suddenly seeming years older. He gently placed his hands on Frost's neck. Allowing healing waves of power to flow through himself then into the horse. That's when he spoke, his mark suddenly pulsing with brilliant green light. "A mile away. I think he was running away but they got him and automatically thought he was dead. He's very strong. Not many can survive a wound that size." He was going to be so tired after this, which wasn't too much of a problem. Tired was normal now. He had used lots of energy on healing the huge wound on the child which was why he couldn't heal big injuries right now.

Rowan waved off any attempts to try and help her, "I'm not badly wounded. Just a few nicks and bruises I can take care of." Rowan knew her own body, and knew nothing was serious. She was just going to be sore and tired for a while, "You look tired already."

Alvaro chuckled softly, "faeries don't get tired. We just faint." He smirked, at least the stronger faeries did. Though, he had never tested to see if he was in fact one of those stronger faeries. "You sure though, I can heal your bruises if you want. That way you won't be as sore." His hand slipped off the horse's neck as he finished. Every now and then he'd look to the sky to see if his people were near.

"It's good to practice when you aren't at your peak. That way I can be stronger if I'm caught off guard. I'll sleep for a while, then train." Rowan smiled, "But Frost doesn't need to be sore or wounded."

The faerie gave a shake of his head. "You better sleep all day and also," he quickly grabbed her arm though gentle. And sent a small wave of healing energy through her. Leaving behind the soreness but getting rid of the small cuts. He looked even more tired now, but he still somehow looked pleased with himself. That if course, was when the first faerie hit the ground.

Rowan narrowed her eyes at Alvaro, but chose not to say anything. She shook off his hand and put her bloody sword into its sheath. It would need to be cleaned off later, and all her equipment be checked. She was down a few knives from when she had tossed them, but Rowan really didn't want to dig them out of dead bodies. Call her squeamish if you want. Rowan wouldn't care.

Alvaro walked over to the little human boy on the floor and gently lifted him up. Which was different since normally someone else would do it. "Someone needs to walk Frost back home. I lended him my energy so he should be able to walk the way home. We need someone to assist him though, just in case." A large, buff guard volunteered. Purple wings appearing on his back as he approached the horse with caution. Comforting words escaping his mouth. "Rowan, are you ready to leave?" Alvaro's voice was exhausted now but he still easily held the boy in his arms.

"I'd.. rather stay with Frost. It'd be no fair to him to have to walk while I take the easy way," Rowan answered after a moment of pausing. Frost nudged her with his head, nickering. Rowan smiled at her horse, and rubbed his face. The magic the Rowan knew she had was communicating with horses, and it wasn't by their language like the faeries. To Rowan, all of their movements and sounds formed a perfectly understandable language that was much simpler than the other form.

Alvaro nodded and was lost in thought for a moment before starting to speak his thoughts. "Two guards need to go with her just in case, the monsters are coming in waves now and it's dangerous for her to go alone. You two go with her. I'm going to bring this child to the medics." The small, espresso colored faerie spoke in that quiet, sweet voice of her and it was saturated with humor. "Did I mention that Kori is really mad at you for leaving out of no where?" Alvaro slowly took that in and murmured a soft, "damnit." Under his breath. "Okay I really have to get going now. I'll see you soon Rowan." Alvaro gabe the woman one of his trademark smiles before taking flight. The limp form of the boy still in his arms.