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Making a stop at Serem's den he'd grabbed a few things that he knew to be for preventing infection and cleaning a wound and carried them to his den. He'd also taken something for pain at her recommendation but she'd warned him of side effects that would make it better to take at night to sleep. Valour was lapping at his wound to clean it out as Clarence appeared seeming concerned. Turning to see if Clay was still sleeping which he was to his disappointment he swallowed the blood on his tongue before looking out at Clarence.  "Yeah. Spar got a little out of hand" he said like it was nothing though with the adrenaline gone his ankle really had begun to hurt. "Could you help me out? I can't get to my ear" he lowered his head to show the black and white furred man his torn ear which was still wet with blood, holding his injured leg awkwardly off the ground.