She leaned closer. There were several faint red lines across his pale face like nail marks.
"Xuan Long," she said slowly, pointing at his face, "did a cat scratch you or something? Why do you have bloody lines on your cheek?"
Xuan Long's body went rigid. He blinked once, then looked away.
Hu Yan, who was sitting beside him, also froze. His tail stopped moving completely.
Su Qinglan frowned. "Wait a second…"
She turned to look at Hu Yan. He also had scratches on his face...similar ones. And his hair was a mess, with a few twigs sticking out of it. His body looked a bit dirty, and his cheek had a faint handprint.
She looked between the two of them. Both had matching scratches. Both looked awkward. Both suddenly couldn't meet her eyes.
Her mouth opened slowly. "…Did someone attack you two?"
Neither of them answered. Hu Yan coughed and looked away, pretending to poke the fire. Xuan Long cleared his throat and suddenly found the trees very interesting.
