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@Lee Minho [W] Jisung stood up when the door opened, looking at the healer with a tiny smile on his lips. He immediately did as the other said and went to lay on the bed. Every move he made sent pain through every part of his body. He looked at the healer, nodding. "You would assume correctly..." He said in a small voice. He shut his eyes, resting his head on the bed. He didn't even feel like looking around. He also didn't want to know when the healer was going to start the cleaning process.

@Han Jisung [W] As soon as the knock was heard, Minho stood from his spot. He placed his pens down on his desk, moving towards the door. As he opened the door, he was greeted by the sight of the shorter male. His eyes traveled around the other's body, seeing all the bites and cuts on his body. When his eyes moved to the other's hands, he saw the blood covering them, already knowing what happened. "Lay on the bed, I'll get my supplies ready." He waited for the other to walk in before closing the door. He walked to one of his shelves to grab the necessities to clean. "I'm going to assume that someone attacked you, and that you attacked back." He spoke as he walked towards the smaller.

@Lee Minho [W] Jisung walked through the trees, blood and water soaking his clothing. He'd been out on his patrol when someone, he could only assume was some sort of rogue beta attacked him. The wolf had done a number on him. Bites and cuts everywhere. Thankfully he was able to avoid getting his throat torn out. But he couldn't say the same for the beta. Though an Omega, Jisung was weak but skilled. Using his small stature to his advantage. Which always works out in the end for him. He finally reached the healers place. Feeling himself wanting to pass out but staying upright and leaning on the the door.

@Han Jisung [W] Minho sat at his home, papers strewn on the desk in front of him as he researched. Messy sketches of body parts could be seen on some of the papers. This was normal for Minho, though. He was constantly researching to better his work for his fellow pack members. Scribbles of other pack's members and attacks were hidden by the code his mother created to secretly research on other packs. He had a pen in each of his hands, being ambidextrous had its perks now and again. He lifted his head when he smelt the familar scent of blood mixed with the scent of water, he knew someone was here for him. He waited calmly at his desk, listening for the incoming knock on the door.