Totoka River Blood Bound

"It would sting though."

At that, she froze, unaware of him studying her. Sting?... so many wounds. .
Raven laid her ears back with anxiety, but held in the wine that desperately wanted to make itself heard.
Raven gathered her courage. I if she could take the blows made to her, she could handle the sting that came with them as they tried to get themselves cleaned. She would have to, lest she suffer if not from her newly appointed Alpha, then from the wounds, themselves.

Raven murmured a brief "Azarartha, ayud se.", and sprinted straight into the water, determined to get the pain over as swiftly as possible.
And Syver was right. It stung. It stung a bit more than just a little. But gritting her jaws together, and closing her eyes, the wounds stung no more. With a gasp of relief, Raven hobnled out of the water, her silver blue orbs showing a light shine of tears from the quick pain, and she looked up at the white hessian, ready for the next task.

"I am done, Jarl."