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Puss in Boots and Silverlight
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Jan 19, 2016 07:39PM
Maya slid the plate in his direction "i-i i dont know to be honest with you." She stared down at her hands "to be honest i have no idea what im doing after this. I have no where to go.... but i'm pretty sure it's best for your health and mine if i leave as soon as possible. " she hated saying it, but it was true. The faster she got out lf there, the less of a chance there was of her being found out. And if the last wolf pack she ran into was any indication, that would be bad. Real bad.
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Caleb leaned forth to retrieve the plate with intention of returning it to the kitchen. He kept his gaze lowered, not wanting to betray his conflict. "You don't have to worry about that tonight." He replied softly, "Its going to be awhile until your wound heals up. In the mean-time, you shouldn't move around to much." He stood and went to the kitchen, setting the plate into the sink. Then he leaned against the counter, briefly glancing towards her. "As long as you stay inside, we'll be alright for a while." His gaze snapped to the door, suddenly realizing her scent would be out in the forest; He'd have to musk it, before someone realized the smell lead right to his cabin. "I need to go out for a while. Will you be alright?"
The thought of being inside for long periods made her skin itch. Maya practically lived outdoors. That and she couldnt stand staying in one place. She needed room to move around. But whatever to make Caleb happy. So the cat bit back her protests and leaned against the cushions, grumbling. These next few days, maybe even weeks, were going to suck. "Fine. Be careful" her eyes flicked up to look at him, bitjng her lip. "Dont die and all that good stuff...............promise?"
Caleb perked a brow, surprised by the worry. If I die, there's no one left to protect her. He reminded himself. Still, he gave a small smile as he set another water onto the coffee table. "I'll be back before the end of the hour. Bathrooms the first door in the hall. Feel free to explore but don't hurt yourself." He gave her a calculating look, hoping she wasn't dumb enough to try and escape. Standing, he headed for the door and stepped out into the breezy woods. Sighing softly, he got to work, looking for something to musk the stench of cat. In a few minutes, he stumbled upon a familiar patch of skunk-weed. This will do. He'd regret playing with it later, when forced to repeatedly scrub the scent off in the shower. Until than, he could make several trails of the odor to throw off any passing wolves.
((What do you mean by skunk weed??? I tried researching it and the obly thing that comes up is well... actual weed XD ))
((Skunk Weed is a plant that produces a strong stench. They call it skunk weed basically because it stinks. And Caleb wants to use that stink so that no one will want to sniff around the area.))
((Skunk cabbage! Its basically skunk cabbage, but it's referred to as skunk weed in some of the areas i grew up in))
((Lol i never heard of it. Where i grew up, we had onion grass))Maya picked up the glass of water and carefully stood up. She was tired at first, but was now filled with curiosity. Caleb was right. There was no way in hell she was going outside. Her muscles sore and achy, she shuffled around, peeking inside rooms and opening doors. Kitchen. Bathroom. Bedroom- she paused, poking her head inside. It was wrong to go pok I ng around in someone's personal space, she knew that. But curiosity killed the cat......... the cat in question spun away and shuffled back to the living room. Perhaps that wasnt much of a good idea. Instead she drained the glass of water and made her way to the window, cautiosly peeking out.
((I hadn't seen this reply. >.< I'll be online tomorrow, and I'll post then.))
Caleb held the plant from himself, hoping to avoid the stench as much as possible. Nose crinkled, he was forced to breath through his mouth; Even so it made him occasionally gag. Arriving at the place he'd found her, he began to work; Washing away the cat's smell, ridding any signs of their presents. From there, he fanned out as far as he dared before disposing of the retched plant. He stopped long enough to scrub his hands in the stream. As he again approached the cabin, he hesitantly glanced to the nearby underbrush, recalling the earlier fox. It won't take long. He ducked between the trees, craning his head to sniff around the area. A low growl rumbled in his throat; The staling scent of another werewolf occupied the space.
((I NEVER SAW THIS!!!!!))Maya watched him from the window and wrinkled her nose at the skunk weed. A few days earlier she had a very unpleasant experiance with the strange plant after accidentally stepping on one and promptly started gagging from the smell. When Caleb disapeared from sight, she started rummaging around in the kitchen cabinets for certain things., making sure to be careful when reaching for the high places. Pinapple juice, lemons, tomato paste. Having never ever ever ever really encountering skunk weed after that one time, Maya didnt really know how to get rid of the smell, but something had to work, right???
Not wanting to leave her alone long, Caleb glanced in the scent's direction before heading back to the house. Eager to scrub off the plants odor, he mutely vowed to bury the clothes afterwards. Upon entering the cabin, he felt a prickle of panic when he saw the empty couch. "Maya?" Shutting the door, he spotted the cat and exhaled in relief, before stepping into the kitchen. Leaning up, he grabbed a can from the top shelf, flashing her an apologetic smile in the process. "You're supposed to be resting. You can't afford to loose anymore blood." He hesitating, wondering if he should mention the wolf-smell. However, he decided against it, not wanting to worry her over what might be nothing. "I'm going to take a shower. You better be in bed when I get out," With that, he ducked out of the room and headed to the bathroom.
Maya wrinkled her nose at the smell and put a hand over her mouth, blinking rapidly. God it smelled horrible. After he left, she stuck her tongue out in his direction and hunted down some air freshener. But that only made it smell strongly like pine....and skunk cabbage. After that Maya didnt even try any more and shuffled defeated back to the living room. He said go to bed.............. But she didnt want to take up his. So with her mind made, Maya lowered herself onto the couch and curled up in the blankets provided. It didnt take her long to star dpzing off after that. She could fall asleep on concrete with how tired she felt at that point. And any other time, but that was besides the point.
Caleb spend several minutes scrubbing away the odor with tomato paste; Figuring if it worked for actual skunk spray, it might help now. Left smelling of tomato, he was grateful when the stench was gone, even if the tub was half-stained orange. Stepping out from the shower, he bent and gingerly picked up the clothes, pushing them out the window then bolting the glass. With a towel around his waist, he ushered into the bedroom, where he hastily dressed in jeans and a shirt. Then he headed back to the living room and started opening windows to clear out the lingering stench. "Maya?" He said quietly, approaching the couch and gently feeling her forehead; Frightened she might still get an infection. Seeing as she was asleep, he bent down and scooped her into his arms, carrying her to the bedroom. He laid her out onto the bed and tucked the blankets around her before sitting down on the edge beside her. "You're going to be a lot of trouble." Reaching out, he brushed her hair away from her face, sighing quietly as he felt his wolf stir in its desire to remain near. Deciding to rest a moment before going to clean up the living room, he laid down and studied the ceiling. Weariness had caught up to him, and the wolf didn't realize his eyes were drooping as he slowly drifted to sleep.
((Never ever ever ever saw this DX do you just want to skip to morning orrrrrrr????))
((Yeah, that works. Maybe, since Caleb caught someone else's scent near the house, they can catch someone lurking around the cabin.))
The next morning the birds were singing, flowers were blooming, and Maya felt like she had been run over. Her mouth was dry, her head felt fuzzy, and her sides ached like they have been whacked repeatedly with a baseball bat. Never a good way to start off the day. Groaning, the cat sat up and carefully stretched letting loose a jaw cracking yawn. "Ohhhhhh ow". She looked around, noticing the change in scenery. Caleb must have moved her when she was sleeping. Either that or she recently developed the habit of sleepwalking. Her wandering eyes landed on Caleb, and she made a small noise. Kid was still asleep. Maya watched him for a bit before ruffling his hair and getting out of bed to go to the bathroom. Where was the stupid thing again?
Caleb had slept soundly, despite being curled onto the edge of the mattress, subconsciously keeping a distance from her. It wasn't until he felt his hair being ruffled did his eyes open, peering groggily at his new roommate. His eyes soon shut again, however, left exhausted from his tasks the day prior. He'd nearly fallen asleep again when he heard a muffled crash. Shooting into a sitting position, Caleb tilted his head to listen before swinging his legs over the edge of the bed and standing. "Maya? You okay?" Peering around the house, he caught sight of her wondering around and frowned. "Did you knock anything over?" There was doubt in his voice; It hadn't sounded as though it came from this side of the house. Maybe I'm too worked up.
Maya had frozen in place when she heard the crash and jumped, placing her hands over her heart and wheezing "god dammit you scared the s*** out of me. Wait..... That wasn't you??????" This was bad. Really really bad. That meant that someone was in the house . All those fears from yesterday came rushing back. That she would get discovered, that she would die. Maya's animal instincts kicked in, screaming at her to run, to fight, to kill. None of that was good " what do we do????" She whispered frantically
Her expression was enough to confirm Caleb's suspicion, and he felt the color drain from his face. "The noise woke me up," He said quietly, grabbing her arm, and quickly steering her back towards the bedroom. "Find somewhere to hide. Don't come out, no matter what you hear." Shoving her into the bedroom, he closed the door behind her then headed back down the hall. Emerging into the living room, he was hit by the scent of someone. Lips parted, he tasted the air, but while he could tell it was a wolf, it was unfamiliar. The living room window was open, and he went to it, checking outside. When he saw nothing, he closed it and checked the lock before turning back. He checked throughout the rooms, finding no one. Just as he decided to return to get Maya, he heard a slight creak in which caused his head to snap up. On the other side of the kitchen window, he saw someone pass beside the house, and his heart sunk. Did they know about Maya? Would they alert the alpha?
Maya paced anxiousoy, occassionally glancing at the door. There was no way in hell she was going to leave before he said so. Someone could still be in the house, andthe last thing she wanted was to be seen by somebody who could do some damage. Some might call it cowardice, Maya called it surviving. So she paced around the room, ears piqued and twitching at the smallest noises. It sucked. What was taking him so long??? Growling in frustration, she kicked the bed and hopped away hissing in pain. Bad idea. That stupid move of course hurt her foot, and tweaked her side. What made her think that was a good idea????
Caleb rushed to the entrance, flinging open the door and stepping outside. He had barley surpassed the porch steps before he had changed forms and took off to the side of the house in which he had seen the threat. As much as he despised leaving the house unguarded, he was determined to catch the intruder. Within a few yards into the woods, he had again caught sight of the figure. Charging forward, he caught a hold of the back of their shirt with his jaws, and dug his back paws into the dirt. When the person kept moving, he let go, causing the stranger to yelp and topple forward. Approaching with bared teeth, Caleb snarled and sniffed at the person. The scent marked them as no one from his own pack but a defiant werewolf. "Don't touch me," When the person spoke, Caleb stared up in surprise. It was female. "You have something that belongs to me. That cat is my prize!" The girl hissed, lashing out with her foot. Caleb nimbly moved away from the kick, releasing a louder growl.
After what seemed like forever (though it was probably just a few minutes) Maya couldn't take it much longer. It was so quiet in the room that she could hear a buzzong in her ears. Cautiously, she pulled the bedroom door open and crept out into the hallway without a single sound. Not even the door creaked. "Caleb??????" The cat whisper-hissed "you didn't die, did you??? Hellooooooooo" then from the open kitchen window she heard the growling and the indignant shrieking "oh no" she raced to the open window as fast as she could without causing herself bodily harm and peeked outside "oh f*** its her." The girl in quedtion was the one that inflicted most of Maya's injuries. Something told her that the myster chick didnt have all her screws. Maybe it was that she told Maya personally how nice her pelt would look on the living room floor
I told her to stay in the bedroom! Caleb thought upon hearing her exclamation, causing his head to whip around in her direction. In his brief distraction, the woman lurched forward with a dagger in hand. Through the edge of his vision, Caleb saw her movement and stepped backwards; Not quickly enough to avoid the weapon from being launched into his shoulder. Yelping, Caleb stumbled and lost his balance, toppling down onto the ground. In the mean-time, the woman shot past him, shifting mid-sprint into a large, white wolf. As she approached the house, her muscles bunched, seconds before she launched herself through the open window.
Maya saw her coming and backed up rapidly, tripping over her own two feet and slammed to the floor. She got right onto her feet and raced of of the kitchen, a terrified yelp slipping out of her mouth when the crazy wolf leapt through the window. This was bad oh so very very bad. Stuck in a home with a murderous wolf. Couldn't get much worse. And when her side ached the way it did, Maya wasn't too sure how it would hold up with her shifting. Skedaddling seemed as good of an option for now....... And save shifting for later. Oh God how she wished she never left the goddammit bedroom.
Caleb involuntarily shifted, biting his lip to prevent the whimpers threatening to escape as the dagger dug deeper into his shoulder. Propping himself up on his good arm, he took hold of the handle and yanked the weapon from his shoulder. "Maya!" He caught site of the she-wolf, launching through the window, and scampered to his own feet. Unable to focus on the shift, he ran for the house, finally managing to change as he lurched through the doorway. The she-wolf skid across the kitchen floor, feeling shards of shattered glass prick into the bottom of her paws. Get back here, cat! She dashed after Maya, through the living room, closing the distance between them with each step. Extending her muzzle, she grabbed hold of the back of Maya's shirt in her jaws. In that same moment, Caleb barreled directly into her side, knocking the she-wolf from her potential kill. Caleb stood, teeth bared, blood trickling down one of his shoulders, between Maya and the white wolf.
Maya felt the wolf's teeth snag her shirt, her only thought was that she was going to die. And that she was so stupid. Wait, that's two. Then the sudden release sent her sprawling to the floor. The smell of blood filled the air, and for a second the cat thought she was done for..... Then nothing happened and she suddenly thought of Caleb. Did he? Lifting her head up, she felt... Something rush through her seeing the large wolf. And then free something a slightly more recognizable-a strange mix of anger and fear. Fear for her life and anger that the white wolf threatened it. And it was quickly becoming more anger than fear. That could be.... Disastrous if let unchecked.
The white wolf peered between them, head titled in puzzlement. At first, she assumed the male meant to hunt the cat down himself. But now she understood his real intention and she couldn't imagine what reason he had to protect her. Growling, she lurched at his wounded side.Caleb lifted his paw, slamming it down onto her head, knocking the white wolf onto the floor. Pain pierced through his injured left shoulders, crimson droplets dripping onto the ground. Go He barked at Maya, ushering her to find safety. His eyes flickered to the she-wolf, feeling torn. Could he really kill one of his own kind, in the defense of a cat he had confused feelings for? The white wolf was rising, the fur along her nape risen in anger; If Caleb was going to stand in the way of her prize, she'd have to get rid of him too.
((oh........ Whoops)) Maya hissed, about to say something snappy about how she wasn't defenseless. Then the cat realized something. A couple of somethings actually. One, now was not the time to argue, and two.... She was defenseless, or close enough to it, anyways. And the she-wolf didn't look happy. The cat got to her feet and dashed out the door..... And stopped. She was outside.... But Maya couldn't leave Caleb like this. Despite barely knowing him, she couldn't just.... Leave him............. To be honest, she had no idea why. Mountain lions were solitary creatures. Normally Maya wouldn't have to be told twice. She would have been gone, never to return to this place. But something made her feel guilty. So she stood in the yard, gnashing her teeth in frustration
There was a sense of relief in watching the she-cat leave, before his attention was forced back to the white wolf who was attempting to move past him. He blocked her path, driving her backward with snapping jaws and threatening growls. The white wolf flattened her ears in frustration, searching for a quicker way than to fight, knowing her kill would be long gone by that time. She lounged forward, and Caleb grabbed hold of her nape, yanking her away, slamming her up against the chair. Then, while she remained dazed, he bolted from the living room, practically running into Maya. He growled and nudged her forward with his nose, before stepping in front of her, telling her to follow. He would avoid any deaths if it could be helped, and he had an idea of where they could so. So long as she didn't mind the awful smell.
Maya didn't really have time to react. First there was a big commotion as something barreled out of the house and then something poked her in the back. She was pretty sure her heart stopped for a few seconds, no she knew it stopped with a rush of dizziness. "oh dear God, why is everyone trying to kill me" the she cat said incredulously. She looked back at the house nervously "she isn't dead.... Is she??????" bouncing nervously, Maya shook her head and said "never in, let's get out of here and forget that this entirety g is one hundred percent my fault and my fault alone"
Caleb rotated an ear towards the entrance, detecting the noise of persuading steps from inside, in which him all the more eager to leave. Using his muzzle, he pushed the front door shut, hearing a bang mere seconds later when the white-wolf clashed into said door, cracking the wood. He peered at Maya, hoping that was answer enough. Limping heavily on his injured forepaw, he passed beside her, and bound down the porch steps. Muffling a whine, he darted through the underbrush, glancing once back to ensure the cat was following. He couldn't afford to loose her now. He was panting from the effort by the time in which the patch of retched-smelling plants came into view. Circling around, he tried not to breath to deeply as he looked around to ensure the threat hadn't reached them yet. They could, at the very least, hide near the plants, not in them, to muffle their scents. At least until it was safe enough to go elsewhere.
Maya didn't know to not breath deeply, so the stench hit her hard "oh f*ck what died????" she exclaimed, waving a hand in front of her face " at least I know nothing would willingly seek this place out, except for us." making a face, she sat down and wrapped her arms around her knees " take a seat, will you? You're hurt. And I know it can't feel that good" looking up at the wolf, she sighed and patted the ground next to her " c'me on"
Crouching within the ferns that grew beside the stenchful plants, Caleb bowed his head lower, mentally praying his dark pelt wouldn't be visible in the underbrush. His gaze lifted abruptly, striking Maya with his tail in an attempt to silence her. The pain prickling throughout his leg was enough to spark irritation at her behavior, even if he agreed that the smell was retched enough to drive away any threat. Exhaling shakily, he obediently sank down onto his belly, eyes slipping closed. His foreleg was coated in crimson, but the bleeding had gradually slowed. Ears perked and rotated, but there was no sign of the white wolf. Leaning upright, he shifted, cringing as his bones warped into place. Pressing his palm to his shoulder, he glared mildly at Maya. "I told you to run." He hisses, referring to her hesitance when they had been in the cabin.
"why didn't i-??" Maya exclaimed and extended her claws and started to neatly cut off the bottom hem of the shirt she was wearing. It had blood on it anyway. "I'll tell you why I dint run. Because I'm f*cking neck deep in goddamn werewolf territory, where I can only assume that everyone else wants to kill me the only person I trust was in a goddamn death match with a crazy b*tch who wanted to use my pelt as a f*cking living room rug, and if you were killed you could bet your sweet a**that her dream would be a reality. " the cats sharp claws shrank back to normal, human looking fingernails as she examined the fabric strip/makeshift bandage." let me see your arm"
Caleb was starring. He hadn't expected her to go off, even if she was right in a certain sense, but once she had he felt the rise of annoyance. Brown eyes narrowed, biting his lip to prevent a quiet whimper from the prickle of pain within his forearm and shoulder. He had been stabbed for the sake of this she-cat and she seemed to care more of herself than anything. Tearing his gaze away, he stared beyond the underbrush but the stranger had long since vanished. Admittedly, it was more hurt than anger he felt. Pain he couldn't decipher that left a tightness in his chest and made his wolf saddened. She didn't care about him. Of course not. If I were to die, she would be on her own. Peeling up his soaked sleeve, he inspected the damage with a wince. "It's always nice to know the sole reason in which it matters if I die, is how it affects you." He grumbled. It was unlike himself to act in such a matter but he couldn't help it.
Maya wrung the rag in her hands and said "it's not because of that!!!" well that was how it sounded, wasn't it???? Frustrated, she tried again "it's because-" because she had confusing feelings for someone she didn't know?? Because she didn't want to be alone??? Because she dint want someone else to die because of her?? all true, but damn, it was hard to say those things. Just thinking about it made her tongue cement to the roof of her mouth and making it impossible to speak those things. Instead, she bit her lip and took his arm, saying "this might hurt a little. I'm sorry. Don't look"
Caleb lifted his head sharply to gaze at her. "Than what is it?" The words came out harsher than he intended. Looking away again, he pretended to study the trees when he was really lost in his mind; Mentally tucking away the emotions in an attempt to regain himself. He didn't want to think of it, for he had realized that when she left, it would hurt worse to give into the feeling. "Just drop it Maya, it doesn't matter." He muttered, arm lifted to allow her the space to work. "It should be safe to return to the house, but we should wait a few minutes longer. In case she's still searching nearby. I might have to alert some of my pack-mates to chase her out." He was more worried if she spoke to the other wolves. But, perhaps if he was among them, the white wolf would think the pack already knew. He didn't reply to the warning, but rather bit his lip in anticipation.
Maya said nothing, but a flicker of nervousness and anxiety flashed across her face when he mentioned alerting the rest of the pack. Instead, the cat began to slowly wrap the wound up, knowing it was still probably pretty painful, despite how gentle she was trying to be. "I'm sorry about all of this. All of this is my fault. The white wolf coming here, you getting stabbed, this whole goddamn mess. If only I payed more attention to goddamn borders and don't you dare say it's not"
Caleb tensed despite the gentleness of her touch yet made no sound. His teeth grit until she had finished bandaging his shoulder. Brows furrowed at her words and, just like that, the rage melted from his system. Leaning over, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into a tight embrace. Eyes shut as he breathed in her scent then sighing as he drew away. "It doesn't matter. The wolf is gone and we're both still intact." A gentle shake of his head and he was struggling to his feet, a bit light-headed from the blood-loss. Reaching down a hand, he helped pull Maya up. "We'll need to baracade the house before I speak with my packmates." He was reluclent to leave her on her own and would not do so until assured the white wolf wouldn't return to the cabin.
Maya blinked and closed her eyes when he hugged her. That was.... Nice. Then it ended and he was heating her to her feet. Shuffling nervously, she asked "they aren't going to.... You know.... Kill us, right?????" the cat started brushing off her pants "will you be alright????" oh God why was she so twitchy???? It was like she just downed a nice steaming mug of death wish coffee.
Caleb blinked at the she-cat in surprise; After everything he had done in protecting her, how could she think he would purposely place her in danger? Let alone have himself banished from the pack. "They're not going to know about you. I'll tell them I saw the strange wolf while hunting. I can go in the morning, I... I don't want to leave you alone tonight." Gesturing with his hand, he moved in the direction of the cabin, stepping lightly. Ears strained for the slightest rustle. Hopefully, they wouldn't have anymore run-ins tonight, and they could have a peaceful night. "I'll be fine, Maya. Trust me."
Caleb blinked at the she-cat in surprise; After everything he had done in protecting her, how could she think he would purposely place her in danger? Let alone have himself banished from the pack. "They're not going to know about you. I'll tell them I saw the strange wolf while hunting. I can go in the morning, I... I don't want to leave you alone tonight." Gesturing with his hand, he moved in the direction of the cabin, stepping lightly. Ears strained for the slightest rustle. Hopefully, they wouldn't have anymore run-ins tonight, and they could have a peaceful night. "I'll be fine, Maya. Trust me."
Maya hurried after him, just glad to headed out of the open forest. Never thought she would see the day when a vast expanse of trees wouldn't seem inviting. The least she could do was help him keep guard A brief flickering of the eyes, a deep breath, and everything changed. Maya had the eyes of a cat, slit pupil and all. Her hearing was better, so was her sense of smell. That was better. "if you say so" the cat finished "I can't help but worry. Something could go wrong......."
Caleb stiffled a sigh while scanning the surrounding woodlands. "I don't think the wolf will return, at the risk of the pack being close." He fell silent until the cabin came into sight. Lifting a hand to stop her, he sniffed around cautiousilly. "She's gone." Leading the way into the living room, he stopped near the doorway and groaned. The house was a disaster of broken glass and shredded furniture. "I'll pick it up. Try to get some rest, Maya." They both needed it but he doubted he'd be able to rest; No doubt paranoia of another attack would keep him up the entire night. After flicking on the light, he went in search of a broom and rags.
Maya closed her eyes, and when she opened them they were normal again. If she left them open you would see the pupils contort back into a round shape and and the blue-gray receding to resemble something more of an iris. But it itched when she did that, and her ears gave small pops as her hearing returned to normal. Before the cats sense of smell left, Maya tried to catch where the white wolf went, and how long ago. But her sense of smell left too quickly, leaving the whole world.... Faded. "at least me help you pick up some stuff...." she said, running her hand along the back of the couch, lightly touching where it was ripped open by claws. Despite trying to convince herself everything was fine, her gut twisted and hollowed with dread.
The wolf hesitated, thinking of the hours to be spent alone cleaning. "You're still injured, Maya." He began to sweep up the glass in the kitchen. The window needed replaced and many dishes had been knocked from the counter; Most likely the aftermath of the stranger's tantrum upon their escape. "Can you see if the bedroom is intact?" Crouching, he picked up spilled silver-wear then tossed them into the sink. "There's rags in the hallway closet." The chairs were straightened, before he went in search of something to conceal the open window. A small hiss of pain with the movements, reminded of the injury he still needed to care for.
