Ana shook her head as she rested a hand on his face and said “no I should be apologetic, I was too wrapped up. Your blood is something I haven’t tasted in decades…I didn’t feel your arm till a moment ago” she looked around and then waved her hand. A shadow moved to the door and out, a moment later bring in a rag with ice in it. She took it and placed the ice on his chest, knowing wolves could over heat.
“Does that help?” She moved to his neck wound then moved and licked his wound gently, closing the wounds.