Vitae roared out in obvious objection, but he did not strike out at Abir. Instead, Alden was already taking off his gloves and rolling up his sleeves, his nearly black skin showing as he lathered up some soap in his hands. Immediately he grabbed Vitae by the shoulders and started to rub and massage that area, lathering up the soap into Vitae's fur as a result.<br/><br/>"There you are, you big baby. Now be still. The sooner we can lather you up, the sooner it will be over, yes?" he told the werecat, who was now drenched in cold water.<br/><br/>Vitae struggled a little bit, but eventually submitted to his fate with a huff as he stayed seated in the wooden tub with the most unhappy look on his face.<br/><br/>Alden chuckled as he glanced towards Abir. "Well done, your highness. Would you mind grabbing a few more buckets of water to help rinse him off for later?"