Horizon Ridge Blue is the warmest color

If you want me to edit this post, just let me know! I didn't want to destroy Pump's face. :P

"Yeah, only three," Pied said. "You'll be okay. Imagine if you'd gotten, like, twenty." She shuddered lightly at the thought. "I will," she added in response to Pump's plea, nodding to punctuate her promise.

Yet performing minor surgery on her pack mate proved to be more challenging than Pied anticipated. Although she managed to clench the tip of the next quill in her teeth and pull, she could see Pump's lip yanking along with it. She was afraid of tearing open her pack mate's face and she hesitated for a long beat, despite her promise. Then, feeling as if there was no other choice, she squeezed her eyes closed and gave a mighty tug.

When she spat the barb onto the ground, she realized with some horror that there was a small chunk of flesh and fur stuck to it. "Oh—" she muttered, her two-toned eyes flying to Pump's face. The wound didn't look too terrible, yet she fluttered like a bird, hunkering down to press her tongue to the torn flesh to stem the bleeding.