Daichi comes to the door and barks once at the door. Targa looks at him, "You want out?" Daichi barks again. Targa turns toward Misoku, "A stray wolf, I think."
The wolf whines. and puts its head down. the side of its shoulder that you couldn't see before and you can now its bleeding really really bad. The moonlight hits it and it whimpers.
"It's fine. I wasn't that hungry anyway." Misoku lies convingingly. She hadn't eaten but wasn't exactly hungry either. She knew that she'd have to go hunt for food later but didn't care at the moment.
"You can have my piece, I don't mind", he picks up a plate takes it outside. He sees blood on it's shoulder and he slowly places down the plate then walks back inside.
Targa steps back outside, "This may not work but I should try." He mutters "Sana" and his palms start to glow very faintly. He places his hands on the cut and it starts to heal slowly.