Lucky Catch

Tahlia was giving a smile down at him. Bane liked that. He liked the female even more that she sensed his discomfort and readjusted her weight accordingly. Bane gave a pleased rumble in his chest and adjusted his head against the ground to get comfortable as his wound clotted. "I suppose I'm lucky you where you had been, I wouldn't know what I would've done...Bane leaned up press his nose to her own and closed his eyes. "... without a brave she-wolf such as yourself, and I thank you for that. It could have been a lot worse if I'd tried to remove it alone." Bane shifted uncomfortably at the dark thought. "Most likely would have killed myself by bleeding to death after breaking the branch, even if I could've broken the branch..."

"Fishing and swimming... good skills to have around here with the trout and bass." Bane acknowledged with a nod as he lowered his head back down, thoughts going to his wound as his eyes remained closed to concentrate on feeling for a moment if blood was pooling under his skin. Bane didn't sense any, but that didn't mean that it wasn't happening. "Do you see any lumping along my side Tahlia? Abnormal bulges? Cyst-like bulges?" Bane stopped his oxymoron's at her question. Was she causing him discomfort? No, it wasn't her. It was the pain of his wound, not her pinching or pressing. It most certainly and definitely wasn't her. Bane opened his eyes finally to stare at her own. "The wound is Tahlia, not you."