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He tried to appear unconcerned at first, bringing about that easy smile that he seemed always ready to give, but she watched it slip as his ear continued to bleed. It was too deep of a tear to stop bleeding so soon and it began to drip down his ear, splattering on the ground at his paws. Without a word, he got to his paws again and stepped past her and our of their den, moving back to lay down in the snow with his ear pressed to the cold. Well, at least he was doing something to help it heal she wondered as she turned and padded quietly closer to where he lay, taking a seat there amid the clean snow.

He joked at his own expense but Yin did not bite. She stayed quiet, watching, waiting, unsure how long it would take for the wound to stop bleeding and then how much longer it would take to completely heal. Could it? It was such an odd tear, she was not so certain. "The cold should help," she stated, the best advice she could offer under the circumstances.