Shadewood you wake on the floor holding a knife, a bottle and a handful of black fur
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Ooc — Kat
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She turned her head at the sound of Riley’s approach but said nothing, returning her scrutinizing gaze to her damaged flesh. When her mate sidled up alongside her, she snorted lightly through her nose. That tinny odor filled it up on the subsequent breath, yet Masque couldn’t figure it.

You did a great job cleaning me up. They’re already scabbing, she told him a little distractedly, then in the next breath added, Do you smell that? I thought I was bleeding but I don’t see… any… blood…

Except, she did. Masquerade suddenly noticed a bright red splotch on the ground between her hind feet. Without thinking, she pivoted, her hip—the good one, thankfully—bumping into Riley as she bent to investigate the crimson smear.
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