"Would you just stop crying?" hissed the woman, "You are safe now so, what's the issue?" her voice blared a little louder.
Her Onyx black hair fell to her waist, silky and clearly cared for. Unlike Alpha Cynric's hair which appeared healthy yet unkempt. It was the case for most wolf men Arabella had laid eyes upon in the short duration of time she spent on their territory.
The women in their clan seemed to take better care of their appearance despite wearing nothing but their fur as well.
"Take these silly boots off!" the woman grumbled while on her knees, tugging at Arabella's shoes, "Humans, I swear! Always so needy and whiny," she, not so gently, gripped Arabella's leg and yanked it to see the cut on her calf, "Look at you! Can't even heal on your own," she clicked her tongue and stood up.
