Okay. Keith had really, really fucked up.

During one of their group missions, the paladins had all ended up separated. Keith had ordered them to re-group in their Lions, but to do that, each of them would have to take out a group of sentries and Galra soldiers.

Keith had assumed he had made quick work of his enemies. He opened his communication line to announced as much, but what came from his mouth instead was a loud hiss of pain.

He glanced down, finding a Galran sword pierced through his paladin armor into his side. Shit--! Where the hell had this guy come from...?!

"Bastard--!" he growled, whirling around to kick the solder against the nearest wall.

"Keith! What's going on...?!" It was Pidge's voice.

They had all heard his shout of pain.

"I-I'm fine!" Keith lied. "Just focus on the mission!" He quickly shut off his feed before glancing back down at the weapon poking out of his body. He couldn't very well move fast with that shit sticking out of his side--!

The paladin grit his teeth before reaching down and bracing himself. He gingerly gripped at the handle of the sword before prying it out of his armor with a pained yell. He damn near crumpled to the floor, seeing spots in his vision for good few seconds before they faded away.

The sword dropped with a loud clank to the ground. He looked down at the wound and could already see a spot of red storming to form out from the hole in the armor. He didn't have anymore time to waste.

After taking a moment to catch his breath, he grabbed up his Bayard again and rushed out of the room. Luckily, he was running full of adrenaline. Much of his pain was numbed by his need to make sure all of them made it back to the Castle.

When he managed to make it back to Black, he heard the Lion's growl in his head, almost as if to express concern at his physical state. "I-I'll be fine, Black--" he tried to assure the Lion. Keith tried not to think about how wet the left side of his armor felt. Armor wasn't supposed to feel wet.

The journey back to the Castle was a blur to him. They had managed to get the intel they needed, and taken out a major outpost, but Keith could barely focus anymore.

Once Black was back inside of the hanger with the rest of the Lions, he staggered out of the cockpit. By the he made out of Black's open mouth, he was fully holding his side and grimacing. Blood was in a trail behind him and dripping through the fingers attempting to hold the wound closed.

As if sensing his owner's distress, Kosmo appeared next to him with a panicked yowl.

Keith winced and leaned against the side of one of Black's paws. "Kosmo..." He breathing was growing more labored. "Get..." He didn't know why, but one name in particular left his mouth. "--Allura."

Immediately, Kosmo disappeared in a flash of light and reappeared in the Blue Lion's cockpit barking directly at the princess.

The whiteboard was made by @pizzarink, @technically-a-kiwi shared the whiteboard link for us to join (I didn't realize, I am so sorry kiwi-)

(She's so me fr fr!) ... :,)

I then added one of my silly OCs :D.. (I barely added any new drawings) :(

And here are a few drawings I made that was.. basically just interacting other drawings especially ones by @melting-cheese (I drew the rain cloud btw lols)

Oh hey! Someone drew a mustache on me :0 (I love it)

That's pretty much everything.. I may or not draw more in that whiteboard but holy shit my anxiety was spiking by being around cool artists ;v;..