Ankyra Sound pray a ray of light appears

It seemed the grass she'd brought was indeed the right stuff. Yami felt relief flood her, but her blood ran cold very shortly after as Firefly gave her another instruction. Her eyes widened fretfully as she looked from him to Caiaphas. Put pressure on the wound? For one hysterical moment, she considered screaming threats at the former alpha that she better stop bleeding or they were gonna cut her more, but that was obviously not the sort of pressure Firefly was referring to. She might've refused, or at least questioned his judgment here in making her be the one to do it, but he was already moving away and leaving the wound to bleed freely, so she just moved and stuffed her muzzle into the bloody bits. Her heart was hammering as she stood there. Caiaphas's blood was running all over her muzzle and getting into her nostrils. but she stood perfectly still as Firefly went to work.

Time felt like it stretched, turning minutes into hours. By the time Firefly offered to take her place, she was pretty sure she'd aged ten years. But when she lifted her head, it wasn't to let Firefly take her place, but to swap to using a paw instead so she could sneeze the blood out of her nose a few times and look at him, stricken with anxiety as she asked, "Does it. Do I have to use my face?"