The Heartwood inuusik ✾

even if she assured him she was aright, there was still some obvious doubt written across his features. it looked like quite the nasty gash, one she certainly handled well given the lack of scars along her pelt. and she was happy because of this? he let out a relieved sigh as he slipped back to inky haunches and turned to watch her tug at the slain beast.

he sucked in a breath while she began her work, only then noticing the slight discomfort along his side. a side stitch huh. he'd been what, four, maybe five months old the last time he'd gotten one of these. "i'd underestimated how nasty they could be", he let out as he glanced down to the lifeless boar. it'd certainly hadn't gone down without a fight, that's for sure.