A little ouchie

Regardless of the outcome of the fight that Seiko had engaged in, their fight with that big feline had left them feeling a bit worse for wear. Not in a dramatic way - the yearling just hadn't had a lot of fights that ended with anything more than some slight bruising. They hadn't fought a feline before now though, either, so maybe it wasn't a big surprise that her claws had done more damage. They were far sharper than a wolf's claws or teeth, by far. They'd learned just how sharp those little needles could be after getting to know Herajika, but their tabby cat companion was a whole different story than the giant cat they'd fought.

Their wounds weren't all that bad, just a series of fresh scraps along their left shoulder. Wasn't exactly easy to clean, though, and Seiko was struggling to make sure the injury wasn't about to get infected. The last thing they wanted was to be out of commission from fighting a cat, of all things. They groaned a little as they tried to twist their head around, trying to see what they could of their shoulder, but to no avail. Where was Herajika now, anyway? Surely the tabby could help tend to Seiko's wounds, but suddenly they were nowhere in sight.

How convenient, they thought to themselves, heaving a sigh as they leaned against a tight cluster of bamboo.