Serving the Princess
Aslatiel + Maggot
08-28-2020, 02:28 AM
Maggot was a bit surprised, to say the least. The girl had seemed a bit upset, and to let some random wolf clean your wounds when upset seemed strange to Mags. However, they were clearly raised under different circumstances. Very different circumstances.
The girl blinked, momentarily wrinkling her nose in disgust as she thought of her old pack. She was quick to dispel those thoughts with a shake of her head, frowning softly as she turned to grab the small basin of water she had stolen-borrowed- from Iolaire. It was hard to respond to that question, Mags could go on for ages about Sirius and his pack.
"Better than the last, by a long shot," she responded meekly, using a paw to gesture to her various scars. The girl then turned to pick up the small cloth in the basin with her teeth, looking at the other girl for a moment to make sure it was okay. When Mags felt as though Aslatiel was comfortable, she leaned to gently dab along the cuts. She dropped the cloth on the edge of the bucket when the blood was sufficiently cleaned away from the wound.
Mags figured now wasn't the time to be shy, so she leaned in to assess the wounds more closely, frowning when she realized they were a bit deeper than expected. Nothing she couldn't handle.
The girl blinked, momentarily wrinkling her nose in disgust as she thought of her old pack. She was quick to dispel those thoughts with a shake of her head, frowning softly as she turned to grab the small basin of water she had stolen-borrowed- from Iolaire. It was hard to respond to that question, Mags could go on for ages about Sirius and his pack.
"Better than the last, by a long shot," she responded meekly, using a paw to gesture to her various scars. The girl then turned to pick up the small cloth in the basin with her teeth, looking at the other girl for a moment to make sure it was okay. When Mags felt as though Aslatiel was comfortable, she leaned to gently dab along the cuts. She dropped the cloth on the edge of the bucket when the blood was sufficiently cleaned away from the wound.
Mags figured now wasn't the time to be shy, so she leaned in to assess the wounds more closely, frowning when she realized they were a bit deeper than expected. Nothing she couldn't handle.
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