Big Salmon Lake warum nicht

I AM SORRY FOR MY FAIL ;____; (and CONGRATS even tho you're halfway to 200 now rofl)

The doctor was quick to get to work, spreading the paste over his injury. It was warm at first and Atreyu relished it, but the soothing sensation last all of two seconds. Replacing it quickly was a searing pain that felt like it shot up his very forearm, burning right into his bone. Hackles bristling, the boy wrinkled his muzzle as he tensed and uttered a pained whine. He resisted the urge to show any more signs of discomfort other than that (despite an overwhelming urge to yell and cuss as much as he could). He didn't want to appear like a sissy. Still, the pain was intense. Hurt like a bitch had been an understatement.

It increased as Tatsuya withdrew and there wasn't any other sensations to distract him from the burning in his limb. "Ssssson of a..." Atreyu hissed, glaring up at the man as if blaming him for the pain. He would rather him just tear off his entire leg and be done with it. We're not done. Of course they weren't.

He gratefully let his stump rest upon Tatsuya's own extended foreleg, though he felt awkward in doing so. Instinctively, he wanted to pull away. It felt...intimate. Not to mention the fact the man was also licking his leg. For good reason, but Gods forbid anyone saw this. The boy inconspicuously looked around the area for any stray wolves, pretending he had simply heard a noise across the lake before turning back to Tatsuya. His mindless, wiggling jaw as he chewed made for a funny look that counter-acted the burning fire in his eyes.

After a few more minutes and applications of the paste (which Atreyu tolerated fairly well, despite wanting to gnaw his injured foreleg off), he finally uttered something that wasn't a swear whispered quickly under his breath. "Can I...wash it off after?" He winced as he focused back on the pain in his leg. "It won't hurt forever, will it?"