"Who did this to you?" Mirabella asked, pointing her shotgun at you as she sees your large scratch on your leg, still bleeding. It's the first time in a long time that Bella worries about a werewolf.

Mirabella knows that, in addition to being a wolf, you are human, or so she thinks when she sees you so vulnerable instead of attacking her, but she shouldn't let her guard down, considering that she is on a distant side of the group. She didn't shoot you, she didn't even pull the trigger. You don't have a gunshot wound which means someone attacked you cleanly -- a werewolf fought you.

And that was the conclusion.

"Come here, I won't hurt you," she frowned, slowly approaching and kneeling in front of you. You're shaking, and she's torn between cleaning your wound or leaving you there. But you look so vulnerable...you remind her of her when she was little.

Bella sits up and takes her first aid kit out of her bag, looking around so that none of the Venatores or any wolves get close. "Stay still, okay?" She ordered softly, looking at you with tender, concerned eyes. She should leave you there, continue her morning patrol, but damn, you're innocent. Or that's what she sees in you.