Silver spoke, "It's in my bag in our room since you're one of my roommates. Mark you will be fine and the only reason I'm not letting you treat your own wound is because Zephar has a bad habit of putting a numbing agent on his fangs before a fight and after they were off the wound hurts and will bleed worse especially if not treated correctly."

Mark nodded numbly. Talk about a bad enemy!

Filicia got it, and was back after you completed the sentence. Because you just read she was back.

Silver took the kit and opened it, "Thank you Filicia. Mark hold still and try not to attack me when I do this." She put rubbing alchol on a guaz pad and put it on Mark's injury.

"Welcome." Filicia said brightly. Then she hugged Mark. "You were awesome."

Mark curled his hands into fists, nails digging into his palms. Don't attack. He could do that. Sorta. Mark couldn't help but flinch slightly. "Thanks." he hissed through clenched teeth to his sister.

"Put this inbetween your teeth Mark," Silver handed him a towel, "and before you ask just do it that way you don't break or chip a tooth or bite down on something you're not suppose to." She took off the guaz pad and set it aside. Then she got out a few more guaz pads and held them to Mark's injury.

Filicia was happy to help, and she pinned Mark's arms down with her hug after he got the towel in his mouth.

Sisters, he thought, could be so annoying.

Silver smiled slightly as applied the guaz and a sticky strip on the guaz to the wound, "You know you are very lucky to have a family especially one that cares so much. You should be okay now remember though keep the wound clean and change the bandage daily."

Mark nodded. Filicia reluctantly let go. She would miss annoying her brother.

"We got to go back to room 202. I just hope the place isn't in disarray." Mark said, mind instantly on pack business. He had a way of thinking about others. Instinctively, his feet took him to the room, Filicia trotting to keep up. Then he stopped.

"Oh, and thanks, Silver." he said, blushing slightly.

Silver blushed in return, "That's the first time an alpha's ever thanked me or any wolf for that matter."

Mark cocked his head in wonder, and then shrugged. "Saying thanks is a way of life. It's the polite thing to do, you know." he said. Filicia pounced on a way to annoy him further.

"Our mom used to be so picky about it. Mark was the one she picked on the most. Talking about manners and all that. And then the first time he had a girl as a friend, not a girlfriend, she went over ballistic if he didn't say his p's and q's." Filicia looked at Mark, looking quite devilish for one so young. Mark sighed at his sister.