((Overslept; sorry))
The anger in the feline soon faded away as he shot the pup a final glare, before taking out his cobwebs and padding over to Marie, who had fallen asleep already. Sighing, he began to treat the wound with gentle care as he applied the cobwebs to it. That done, he wiped the remaining blood off his paws near his corner and padded over to Gavroche. Staring at the pup, he suddenly felt sorry for what he had said, but either way, he decided, the pup had to grow up. Flicking a torn ear, the feline rested on his haunches and pushed the dock closer to himself as he looked at the pup in the eye. "Look," he began, gesturing towards Gavroche's wound. "You're going to have to be still in order for me to apply this to your wound. If you struggle and refrain me from cleaning your wound, there's going to be an infection, and it'll be harder for me to help it." Risto stated, realizing that his words may not be the best, but it was worth a shot anyway.