Hail the conquering hero

When Wylan remarked that he hadn’t felt any pain at all when he’d gotten injured, Marina could only roll her eyes. Boys… "Well, that’d be the adrenaline for you," she remarked with a sardonic chuckle. With all of his injuries, minor as they were, patched up, Marina began to pack up the bandages and salve to stow away back in the cabinet of remedies. When she turned back towards the giant wolf, he was slumped down across the floor, his tail wiggling about like it was alive and had a mind of its own. It was terribly adorable and puppy like.

Not wanting to quash his good mood and the high of victory, Marina closed the cabinet and came back over to Wylan, gently petting him on his massive head to help him relax and wind down after his big day. "Well, I’m very proud of how well you did, Wylan. You really showed them who’s boss," she praised him with soft dulcet tones. "What was this other pack like anyway?" He asked her what she had been up to and Marina cast lilac eyes around the now cleaned up treehouse. "Oh, not much, just tidied up and made this place a little more homely and less like a bachelor pad." She chuckled lightly and gave his head a more vigorous scritching around his ears.

"Marina"