Bonding In Blood

Tarnish tried not to flinch as he moved his head, burrowing into the hides that lined the den. He'd been brought back to the Hollow, his wounds tended to, his head splitting with pain and his stomach churning as he tried to process everything that had happened. He'd been so full of anger. It had been building for so long and then burst out onto that Hallows boy at probably the worst possible time. He knew he was going to get an ass whooping when he was well enough. But as they said, misery loved company, at least he wasn't the only one. Siduri was recovering from her injury from the raid not too long ago. Maybe they'd both walk out of this with some cool scars?

"Aaaggghh…" Tarnish hissed as he moved. He reached up to pat at the bandages that covered the left side of his face. At least his eye was fine. He had worried he was going to go blind after that fight. Tarnish tried to sit up, wincing as he did so. "Sid? You awake?" He couldn't see super well and wondered if she was still in the den with him.

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