This is my life meow

Wylan grinned lightly at his brother. “Come on, you can’t tell me you haven’t always wondered what it was like to be on the other side of the needle” he teased, knowing it likely wasn’t true. But he was trying to help his brother keep his spirits up.

He worked quickly, cleaning the needle, threading it, and getting to work on Ollie’s side. The herbs he’d rubbed there first would have started to numb the skin by now and he made quick work of it. Making neat little stitches along the cut. Once he was finished, he put a bandage of herbs over top to keep out infection. “That should do the job, now lets get you to bed, alright?” He said, moving to help the other wolf along.


"Wylan Fatalis"