Herbalists' Cache Bloody broken paws

He woke up at the prod. And eyes flashing body bristling he moved with a growl and a snap of teeth near her paw.

W'o be you to go touc'in'!

Though it hurt when he stood and his paws stung. There was anger and grief in his gaze. He recognized her scent, but didn't know her well enough to be nice.

It takes no effort! for kindness

She'd pressed and spoke harshly and he couldn't help it his body had given out.