"im fine!" he snapped viciously. his teeth bared. "i mean it! its just a small, little cut! ok?" the truth was, talen didn't know how bad it was, and he didn't want to look at. though he could still feel the hot blood squish between his toes. why were they getting so worked up? it can't be that bad! could it? he still wouldn't look.
Larka's ears pricked and she turned her head. somewhere, in the forest, she had scented the faint scent of fresh blood. she frowned.


