"Yes it's a wolf thing." Jacen replied wincing as she got to work. He gazed at Sarah his eyes full of compassion and smiled warmly.<br/>And venison sounds good." He tried to pull away as she got out her medical stuff. It wasn't that Jacen fear pain. He couldn't care less about pain. It was medical treatment  he feared. He'd feared it ever since he was young. His pack had been a wild pack after all. So their equivalent of stitches was a stick to bite on. A extremely hot fire and a piece of metal. That kind of thing left a mental scar which wasn't easily recovered from.<br/>"Can't you just leave the wound?" He asked shooting her his best puppy eyes. He wouldn't admit to his fear but like hell was he going to let her treat him of he could help it.