Send “🗡” to ask my muse about one of their scars.
“This one?” The twelve year old nervously touches at his cheek, feeling a slight sting from the pressure against the small slash and pulling it back to see the blood now smeared along his fingertips. Ah, the hunters had probably struck him at some point before he’d summoned his familiar. Sasuke hadn’t noticed due to all that was happening at the time, his only focus was on getting away and then on the fact that he’d actually summoned his magical companion. One that he was still in the process of getting to know, and after getting a good look at his witch, the kitsune could definitely see that he was roughed up a bit.
Shaking his head, he wipes the blood off of his cheek with his wrist. “It’s probably from earlier, is all. Hunters aren’t new but… that’s definitely the worst they’ve gotten.” By far, actually, they’d never placed such a heavy attack on the coven of all places; he’s still trying not to think about it, for all he knows his family could be perfectly safe, just hiding somewhere else until things calm down. He just needed to live long enough to wait this all out and head back to find them, and with the help of a familiar he’s sure he could handle that, right?
“I can take care of it, I’m sure, I just– not the best at healing charms yet.” He admits awkwardly, eyeing his fingertips as he tries to recall what spell it was… dammit, he’d only just started learning healing charms in particular, why did this have to happen now?