Cleaning the wound on her right shoulder with her non-dominant hand was awkward and painful affair. She wasn't used to doing tasks with her left hand though she knew she better learn until the wound healed because it would be hard to use her right hand at the current moment in time. She didn't know where the others went or when they would be coming back inside but she hoped she could get the wound cleaned and bandaged before they caught sight of her because she knew if they saw the wound fully without her shirt they may rethink their plan of leaving the eagle be, especially Jacque and Fade. Estelle sighed and continued cleaning the claw marks. She frowned down at the wound, trying to decide if it needed stitches or not. She was no medical expert and therefore was unable to tell. It didn't [i]look[/i] that deep but she didn't know if she needed something other than a bandage for it. If it did need stitches she didn't know if she would be able to do it and she was hesitant to ask the others in the current state they were in. Maybe Senka or Fade? They seemed the less likely to freak out. Well, maybe just Fade then considering Senka's reaction upon first seeing the blood.

Estelle sighed once more and rised the rag out awkwardly with one hand, continuing to clean the wound. Jacque's voice ringing through the house made the child freeze, hand extended halfway to her other arm, dressed in her shorts and tank top. Her eyes widened and she glanced down frantically at her wound. He couldn't see this, he would flip! But he wanted her to come out. Maybe she could throw her shirt back on really quick and hide it for their talk? Her mind ran in circles. The shirt would have to do because she didn't have time to bandage the wound. She scrambled down from the sink and began reaching for her shirt, hoping Jacque didn't come looking for her.