action, meet consequence

"I have a good teacher," Tenshi replies as she continues to work on Vidarr. Pressing a piece of hide over the poultice, she leans away to pull out the bone needle she carefully carved into a sharp point. She also pulls out a long strand of horse hair that she has gathered from a recent hunt. Unlike other materials, the hair from a horse's tail proved to be much more efficient for stitching. Plus it would eventually degrade over time if she forgot to remove it once the wound healed.

A laugh lingers in her throat as she nods her head in agreement. "I cannot disagree," her voice is smooth, and tender, a note of something that she saves only for Vidarr. Only for when they are alone together. There is something about the Viking King that brings out a different side of her. Something wild, something loving, a combination of both that leaves her chest warm and itchy. She had to focus though. Breaking yet another table could come later.

"Hold still," Tenshi commands as she places one paw on his thigh. With the hair thread laced expertly through the bone needle, she removed the poultice patch with the other and discarded it on the floor. Waiting no longer, Tenshi begins to weave the needle and thread from one side of his skin to the other, pulling it tight and closing the wound up. "Do you need pain relief?" She asks quietly as she allows her gaze to glance at his face for a moment after she has done a few stitches.

"Speech"