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Whitesong winced as Coyotesnarl peeled the matted fur away from his wound, he didn't remark as he felt the tom dab dry moss onto his wound, but the feel of the cobwebs were almost soothing. "Feels better." He said, trying to move before wincing again. "It hurts something fierce, but it feels better now." Nothing had changed with the wound except for the cleaning and the spiderwebs, but with his long hair taken away from the wound it was much less itchy. The fresh air to the wound also felt nice. But now the hair around it, matted and bloody felt pretty nasty. He would clean it later.
One last thing, now that his wounds were cleaned.
"What about my ankle?" He asked. "I can't put much, or uh, any pressure on it." He meowed, bicolored eyes streaked with worry.
He turned to Littlewish, smiling softly at the dramatic tom. "Maybe your having a vision, friend." He sniffed with a grin. "What do the walls say?"