Swiftcurrent Creek copper

Arlette wasn't sure if she had the strength of a cat though. She still disliked the animals a lot, and was rather fearful. But she wouldn't say that to the other. She just dipped her head. Perhaps that was the philosophy she needed, maybe she did have the strength of a cat now. That was actually surprisingly nice to think of it that way.

Arlette watched but luckily the splint held. She nodded slowly in approval. Good. Okay. Her work was not for nothing. Muskrat didn't want pain medication. She nodded again. Perhaps the pain was good to keep her slowed down, that usually worked in a sadistic sort of way. She wondered if the same could be said for the female who had been so quiet during all of the procedure. Alright. No pain meds. Arlette dipped her head. You are welcome. Good luck and come back to me if something doesn't feel right.

Arlette looked at the river, she might have a dip in it, see if the resin would come out of her fur.