Hideaway Strath moonlight casted upon sinner's skin

Pain exploded across the sensitive top of her muzzle, blood sucked upwards into her nares as she breathed and this only caused her to choke on her own blood. she released the trashing wolf and coughed. The black wolf backed up and put distance between them, then reversed sneezed sending blood flying. 

She backed up more stared at the white wolf in awe at what she had done. Ignoring the blood running down her face from her ear, or the blood flowing across her muzzle, she licked her lips and tasted more blood.

However her gaze finally focused on the white wolf before her for the first time since she had heard Simmik and wife in the same sentence. The red matting all over Aerin's coat made Whrist feel both proud and yet oddly ashamed, she couldn't get a handle on it. Her body language drooped and she opened her mouth to speak but there was nothing she could say, an explanation was beyond her at this moment. She closed her mouth then reopened it as if to speak again she owed this wolf something. However Sorry didn't feel like it would soothe any wounds and she wasn't strong enough to say it

Her expression was pained as she closed her mouth yet again. She held her left front fore paw up trembling for a moment before turning tail and running, That was something she was was good at.