Forever in your skin

From the pressure of his paw, Aurelia released a groan and tensed out of reflex. Bruising. His paw trailed down her side, applying pressure here and there, and he felt for breaks in her ribs. Settling at her thigh, he repeated the process, making mental notes of any painful points that would indicate bruising. His gaze settled on her throat, noting the lacerations he left behind. They were scabbed over now, but red and festering with inflammation. Everything needed to be washed out. Once he felt content with his examination of this side, Sephiran would roughly flip her over, so her wounded hindlimb was facing him now. He certainly lacked the gentle healing touch.

Repeating the process, he made note of sensitive points, and the scabbing along her nape where he had reopened the wounds a day prior. Needing a final observation point, Sephiran flipped Aurelia onto her back, placed a paw on her chest, and pushed down. After, he trailed his paw slowly down the curvature of her abdomen until it was pressing into the lower region, where her reproductive organs were.

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