Alden chuckled upon seeing that Abir seemed to be proud of himself. As soon as the prince returned, he shook his head.<br/><br/>"Put them down for now. If you'd like, you can help me wash his back while I try to get the dried blood and feathers out of his fur," he suggested with a smile, his green eyes glancing over at the bottle of liquid soap as his hands were currently occupied lathering up the fur on the werecat's arms.<br/><br/>At this point, Vitae was just grumpily staying put, pouting as best as he could.