The women gently shushed her, continuing with her cleaning until she had gotten most of the blood out of the fur. Then, one by one, she placed a hand over the wounds, a look of concentration on her face as she stopped them from bleeding. By the time she had finished, her shoulders sagged, tired from the effort it took to fix the bleeding. She cleaned her up a little bit more before sitting back, appearing satisfied by her work.

Adrian stood up, walking around the table to be beside the women, purring softly as he rubbed his head against her head in thanks, before turning and gently lifting Enna off the table like a mother would do to it's young, gently setting her down again on the floor, before curling up around her, planning on protecting her from whatever happened and keeping her warm. He hoped it would help her feel safe. [@Arista]