Ranuk stopped in his struggling as Tamlin offered assistance. Had it come from any other elf, the demon might have been suspicious. To bare one's neck was an incredible vulnerability, but this was Tamlin and though they hardly knew each other, Ranuk was inclined to trust him.<br/><br/>He could attack now that his sister was healed but Minas was as capable of cursing as she was in healing. She would level the kingdom if her most beloved son died, and Tamlin was intelligent enough to know that fact and fear her. There was no reason for the elf to harm Ranuk, so he accepted the offer and lowered his head, allowing the elf to approach and touch him.<br/><br/>The collar was a heavy, monstrous thing, weighing several pounds of metal and gold and semi precious stones. The clasp was made of 3 great hooks to hold it together, and it would take some work to undo it all. His fur was long and soft, and was liable to get in the way as Tamlin worked. It snagged easily on the metal clasps and Ranuk winced as some was pulled.<br/><br/>His tails lashed in agitation but he held himself as still as possible as Tamlin figured out how to undo the contraption.