Hideaway Strath Right before I close my eyes

Arlette plucked off the material, which probably wasn't so pleasant. She noticed Derg looking and gave him an apologetic smile. She sniffed over the wound and checked it. The female nodded, she was pleased with it. Now it just needed to dry out, and scab over really, especially the deeper parts. "You look really good. I'm glad I've cleaned it the last time in the river. It really helped," she commented.

"I won't cover it up again, but you will have to make sure not to get any dirt in it, understood?," she told him a bit strictly perhaps. But she wanted to be clear. Now it looked good, but she figured that if he would go sparring and rolling in the dirt he would perhaps get it infected. "No Sparring yet."