"It's just a couple of scratches, baby, I'm fine."

Dallas chuckled, draping a 4th bandaid onto his ring finger.

Dallas and you had recently come home to a cat fight between his black cat, Ares, and a nearby stray from up the road. Dallas had stepped in immediately, and ended up getting his arms and hands torn up pretty badly.

Dallas continued patching up the cuts on his hands and arms, Ares occasionally rubbing up against him for emotional support. They truly were two peas in a pod..