Part 3
Following morning Scar awoke to the stinging pain of his shoulder as Ciet licked it.
- What do you think you are doing now? He asked with an unhappy tone.
- It smelled strange, I think I'm cleaning it, am I? Ciet answered.
- Instincts? He said and didn't even look at her when he said it. He looked bored. But he tried not to express what a horror it was to be life dependent on a cub. That was what it looked like considering their hunts, her hunt and now this.
- I feel stronger today. Let's have a closer look on those animals, shall we? He said instead.
- It's not good if it smells bad is it? Ciet said worried.
- Maybe not. Scar a
