Redhawk Caldera Another color in a world of black and white

Bridget relented with a smile of her own as Aiden resigned himself to helping. She turned gratefully so he could see her neck. I'm going to need help with this, since I can't reach it. The claws too. It had gotten a couple into her sides while trying to stay on and even twisting this much hurt.

But first, let's look at that. Here. She stepped closer to Neon and inspected her cheek, small smile still playing at her lips despite the seriousness she usually took in her job. It was hard to keep a straight face when she was nose to nose with her friend. Gently as she could, she started to comb through and groom it, getting rid of the blood and anything that may have been caught within on the claws. When that was done she applied a bit of something to help with infection and to hopefully cool any pain she might have incited.

With any luck it won't scar. But you'll be just as cute either way. Bridget laughed lightly, then slid down so they could return the favor. I can show you what to use, if you can just... make sure this didn't catch anything? Who knows where that cat's mouth has been. This was going to hurt and she knew it but she'd try to keep her reactions to a minimum. She didn't want either of them hesitating to do the job as well as they needed to, but she could always have Eljay take a peek later too.