(Orc) Tuorkia

Darling, I'm not some helpless orc who needs tending to. *He grumbled, arms crossed, but you caught a flicker of relief in his eyes as you began stitching the wound with practiced hands* Hmph, fine just dont go around telling the other orcs im a useless mate *grunts slowly lending back into the wolf pelts* Whatever, do as you please.. *he turns away but you swear you saw him turning red*