Bearclaw Valley icewo[m]an

Clean up was hardly what she thought of in any case. She was sensitive, though, and moved to lap at herself as though this might sooth the new ache there. Once finished, she found him looking to her; Ikkalrok rose to all fours and stretched herself, now.

Looking around them for a moment, Ikkalrok scented the wind and fancied she captured the enticing scent of prey. Thinking she might investigate, Ikkalrok moved in that direction. Unfamiliar aches were present, similar but different from that of a fight. 

Ikkalrok glanced to the disgruntled Revui, inviting him with a chuff before she set off in that direction. Whatever transpired between them could be processed on the way (not that she would fully understand it herself until the season and it's delirium passed entirely) and perhaps she could work off her own vexation with the trying tying process.