-Kassandra-
Ouch! It hurts!
I blew air on my wound, looking at the mirror in my room.
Damn werewolf.
I winced, applying the healing ointment. It will heal me faster if I clean the impurities around the open skin. The s***h was deep and freaking painful.
I couldn’t deal with this comfortably because I couldn’t ask Miriam’s help. She would have noticed this was an injury inflicted by a werewolf and would have asked questions I didn’t want to answer. It’s better if she thinks it was Paimon.
The rogues did a good job kidnapping the shewolf from Silver Rain and hiding her scent from trackers, but the vampires were floppy when locking her down. Who doesn’t shackle a werewolf with silver? Even in their human forms, you can’t trust them! Although, they were probably disgusted by her smell.
