Shay-
She shrugged with ease, though her head was screaming, maddening. Her gloves crumbled against her fingers as she steadily drew up beside the cage, cusping the venous vile in hand. Shay held the syringe up to the light for a moment, her eyes bleak, emotionless, cold and without feel, care. Her human hand slipped into the bars as she roughly grasped the wolf's scruff, pushing his head down to the ground with sheer force. Her sweaty palms pealed back some of his grey, husky white fur, meeting his Amber eyes head on.
"...This won't hurt one bit," she gritted her teeth as she flashed the needle into his neck, letting the venom seeth through his veins before pulling away. The excess dribbled down the side of his throat, though it didn't give that bitter, riveting scent of the 3-0... Instead, it was an acidy, clear, white bubbly liquid, Shay giving a small wink to Ember as she stood. "...Ah, that's 'much' better."