Bearclaw Valley apertivo

val did his best to not be too dramatic - he winced and held his breath as stryx tended to each of his cuts. the sluice stung, but it was nothing compared to the sudden THWACK! of his nose being set straight.

a high yelp followed, with val immediately recoiling as if -- well, as if he'd been struck. tears welled in his eyes and poured down his face, steaming. "wHUDEDUDODHATFOR?" he half-cried, half-howled through a nose so thick with pain the throbbing could be felt at his feet.