Swiftcurrent Creek Have you tried today's special?

She smeared the blood along her fur, while half-heartedly attempting to clean herself, but when Arlette came closer even the kindness in her eyes wasn't enough to save her the seething glare that she would receive from the child, and the baring of her tiny, emerging fangs should she try and bathe the girl herself. Any attempts would receive a snap of her little mouth to ward her off. 

She did not care to be touched, unless she invited it. 

She went back to cleaning, giving Arlette a side-eye every now and again to make sure she wasn't about to try again. Quietly, she continued to preen her fur, allowing the blood-stained fur of her chest to remain red while she tidied up the rest of herself.