"[color=7bcdc8]I cuud do 'at..[/color]" Cedar drawled with a chuckle "[color=7bcdc8]Bu' why? Ya WANTS ta ache fer the next couple days or summat?[/color]"

He was thankful he had snatched his hood back from the short interlude at the farm before the whole lot of them had scurried off across town to the inn.  He offered it to Yvonne earnestly.

"[color=7bcdc8]Ere-- Bite daown on 'dis. 'Is is gunna hurt som'in fierce.[/color]"

Without much further elaboration, he collected her wounded arm, held it by the wrist then straightened it out, before placing it flat against her side while holding it gently taught.

"[color=7bcdc8]Naow-- wass-is about [i][b]'NOTHER[/b][/i] bear-man?[/color]"  

He started pulling the taught arm out, and away from her body, slowly raising it up to the side while the other hand blared with that vibrant blue corona on top of her shoulder as she bit down and made nasty faces.

"[color=7bcdc8]What'd I tell ya 'bout pickin' fights wit' sommat like me?[/color]" he chuckled with an ornery tone. "[color=7bcdc8]Ya's lucky ya in one piece[/color]."

Slowly, he raised her outstretched arm equal to her shoulder, paused a moment, before gently making a small circle with her outstretched wrist, then turning the wrist in and out, then slowly moving the arm up. Yvonne made a baleful glare, and sucked air, but did not fight him.  This was clearly not her first time.  That was good. There were several trouble spots-- Torn and healed several times, and not always well tended. If she'd let him, he'd try to help iron those out for her more later, but while he had her in his claws, he would do what he could right now.

"[color=7bcdc8]...'An whaddya mean-- at lil' girl o'er dere? Beat up at tall, strong woman o'er dere? Ya been rollin' round in jimson weed or summat? Ya gots to be foolin' me.[/color]"

Carefully, he extended the arm just slightly behind her head, while continuing his administrations-- guiding the tissue to grow, refining the scar tissue that was already present to be more supple and smoother, and ensuring that nothing was getting 'stuck' during the process by keeping the arm in motion, while taking it through its complete cycle and range of motion.  He changed the exercise to a forward extension, and began slowly letting the arm down.

Yvonne spat out the hood and shot him a dirty look.