"Shush. I'm almost done. It wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. At least we have the means to actually do this, some packs are not so lucky and resort to more painful methods. Fast, yes, but the types of scars they heal can create deeper wounds in the mind." She said, finishing up before leaning back. She set a bandage over his stitches before standing up with a smile. "See, all done." She told him, putting her little kit away.<br/><br/>"By the way I'm the oldest of my generation in this pack, puppy eyes don't work on me." She added as she handed him a shirt. "Now how about we go eat, they won't wait long for us before they start." She added, heading for the door. "I hope you like rare!" She called back over her shoulder, already outside and on the path, prepared to lead him back to her home.