A Made Up Story.
"Oh my goodness!What in the world happened to you?" Flora asked out of concern, staring at the sore bloody wounds on the thief's back. She can't seem to get a hold of herself each time she sees blood. She really doesn't like it.
"It's nothing serious, just give the jacket back to me" Ariel saw the worried look the lady had on her face, and tried grabbing the jacket away from her grip, but the woman was too fast with reflexes, so she failed to take it away from her tightened grip on the jacket.
"Who did this to you?" Flora began to feel pity towards this thief. The wounds don't look like accident wounds. It looked more as if someone did it to this poor pretty thief, there was scarry markings on the wounds at the thief's back, which looked more as if she was whipped by something.
Did someone who caught her stealing from him do this to her, or was it something else?.