King Elk Forest blood in the sunlight

:3 I used to have a pup who would really try get roots out of the ground. He would fail. Silly soft pup. <3

His question was impertinent, but in a charming way. Shreya found him pretty darn charming all round by this point, despite the fact that she'd had a real crummy day so far and her foot felt like it was going to come off. Naturally, being impertinent herself, Shreya simply rolled her eyes at the question. She decided it was clear she was too old to fight over her food, or to fight in any manner other than the verbal type: which she would win immediately.

The male seemed uncertain about her proposition, and it was only when he started trying that she realised why. Although she'd been playing dumb thus far, old Shreya had an experienced medical mind and could tell when someone was hurting. But heck, her need was greater than his, and when he started work on the root she felt a bit guilty, but also relieved when she felt it loosen...

Choosing the moment when he'd stretched the root furtherest, the taste of poppy still tart on her tongue, Shreya pulled her paw back and wriggled it loose with a hoarse whimper of pain.