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She didn't move as she felt the warmth of his tongue on her wound. In the stage of almost sleeping she was in, she couldn't feel much of the pain. She wished he would just lay next to her, but she knew it needed to be tended. "Can't you stay?" She asked, keeping her voice barely above a whisper in an attempt to not move much. The results of keeping a injury open all night could be deadly, no telling what might smell the blood of a wounded wolf.
A breeze or two found its way through the window, chilling her body. She wanted to curl up in a ball, unaware if he could see her scar or not. The silence floated around the room, causing her ears to be filled with a fictional buzzing noise. She wasn't so afraid that he would reject her. She wouldn't blame him for wanting to return to his familar pack lands, rather then sleeping in an old apartment that was holding up just as much as the bed that had just fell through the floor. "But you want him to stay." Her thoughts conflicted, and they soon turned into a loud argument that only she could hear. She hummed to out do the voices, the quiet drifting melody echoed through the house. It was slow and soft, swaying like a leaf floating to the ground on a cool fall day.
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