She wasn't going to admit that her knife had slipped. Jael knows she should have had more control, but the tool was too large. Unwieldy and sharp. A dangerous combination. The cut to the top of her foot was clean, but deep enough that it would probably need to be sutured. Judging by the fact it was still bleeding... yeah, it would need to be stitched. Grumbling to herself, Jael wrapped the paw in a rag and made her way towards the makeshift infirmary. The Raiders seemed to get by alright, but Jael hadn't met the pack's healers yet. She wasn't going to call for Gil, not over something stupid like this.

Finding it empty, dark, shuddered when she arrived, Jael wondered if she could handle it herself. No... fuck, if she couldn't find anyone then she may as well grab the stuff to fix the foot and go find Gil herself. The rag tied around her forepaw stained with blood, but not dripping. That was a good sign right? Hell if you know. That was true, hell if she knew. Jael began to rummage around, albeit clumsily, to gather the supplies to stitch the wound. "Fuck," she swore softly, knocking over a stack of empty pails with a clatter and a bang. So much for doing this subtly.

"What are you DOING?" Siduri stood in the doorway of the infirmary and watched the dog lady knock things all over the floor. She could smell the blood and the girl's eyes lit up. "Did you hurt yourself? I'm the pack healer, you know." The pastel child beamed proudly. Okay, so she wasn't the pack healer, but she WAS a healer. Or at least she was learning to be.

"Lemme see it." Sid moved out of the doorway, motioning for Jael to follow her outside for better lighting. She led the dog to a nearby rock that would serve as an exam table. Sitting on her haunches behind the rock, Sid motioned for Jael to give her paw. "Paw," she said, giving the woman a command as though she was... well... a dog.

The voice from the doorway is enough to startle Jael once again. Siduri beaming from the doorway-- ah shit. This was the same kid that wanted her teeth. This was the same kid that had been concerned about her cabbages, a problem that Jael had stewed over until Wake had rather smugly informed her was entirely imagined. For a moment Jael paused, pretty certain the brown boy that had rather curiously hit a late growth spurt was the pack healer. Well, the throbbing in her paw was a pretty good redirection for any train of thought she may have been having.

"Siduri, hi I--" listen, Jael wasn't going to lie to the kid. She may have hurt herself. With a sigh, she squinted at the girl and offered the bloody forepaw. "You do know I'm not... that kind of dog, right?" Did she know? Did Jael know what kind of dog she was? Really, she tried her best not to think about it, especially while lifting her bloodied paw to offer it to Sid. It was wrapped in a tattered piece of loosely woven cloth, already sodden through and red. "It's really not that bad it just, um, hurts." A sheepish admission, tense smile and all.

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Jael gave her paw over even as she said she wasn't that kind of dog. What? "What does that mean?" Sid inspected the wound, not minding the blood that was getting on her own paw paws. The older canine said that it wasn't bad, but that it hurt. Sid scoffed with amusement. "Have you tried not hurting yourself?" Sarcastic asshole that she was...

Sid left Jael's side and moved into the stores, picking up this and that. With her little paws full of things, she moved back to the dog lady. "You're gonna love this," Sid told the woman with excitement. It remained to be seen as to whether or not Jael would indeed love this.

Sid lifted a little crock and showed Jael. "If you don't want stitches, then I can use this. It's balsam sap and it's a kind of glue." Rather than stitch up the wound and have to remove stitches later, Sid could just glue the wound shut and put a bandage over it. "Glue or stitches, oh minion of my father?"

Jael's brow comes together, grumbling for a moment. She can't explain what kind of dog she is, only that she's more like them than like... not-them. But is she so different than the cattle dogs they'd met at the markets? Jael is an awful lot like them. It's hard to explain, and she's glad the child has reverted to sarcasm instead. It means Jael can focus on trying not to grimace and grumble as they inspect her wound. "How else would you get to practice, then?" She gave a soft smile, unable to help herself. Teasing the child gently, gritting her teeth through the pain. Sid was clearly excited about something, and Jael would let that be her distraction. Couldn't dwell on the dog question for too long, otherwise she'd get existential about it. "Tell me about it," inviting Sid to fill the space. It would be easier if she didn't have to focus on the throbbing pain that radiated all the way through her system. The glue surprised her. It actually did look less uncomfortable. "Glue me back together, doc." Jael tried to put on a brave smile, but damn it hurt. Tail twitching, if nervously. She would be more careful next time. Jael, The Pet

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Jael seemed to enjoy her sarcasm and Sid giggled. Ah... she liked Jael. The floppy eared dog lady was fun. Sid was all about fun. In time, Jael decided what course of action she wished to take and Siduri gave a dramatic salute. Taking the woman's paw in her own, Sid turned the ankle so that she could see the pad. Taking a little bottle, the girl poured some clean water on the wound, ridding it of any dirt or clinging debris. She then, oh so very gently, dabbed the liquid away with a soft square of cloth. "This part might sting a bit," she warned. Uncapping a small terracotta crock, Sid scooped out a small amount of greenish goo and spread it both upon and within the wound. She had to get it all in there to make sure that it didn't get infected. "The goldenseal will keep it from getting infected," she told her patient. After that, she dipped out a golden goo and gently spread it over the cut, blowing on it as she did so to harden the sap. Only when she was sure that the sap was dry and hardened did she wrap the paw in a layer of clean bandages. "There you go!" She was quite proud of herself.

While her relationship with the pups could have been strange, Jael chose to... not. Just not. They were everyone's pups. Modesty was just coming off of being ill, and she had the whole pack to keep afloat. Taking time with the kids is just what you do. The fact that she genuinely liked being around them only made it better. Though she winced and grimaced at the tug and squish of the skin around the wound (unavoidable), Jael was intent on being a good patient. Better than she'd be for anyone else. The hardened layer of sap crusted on the wound, and the clean bandages around it. Jael's expression grateful as she looked to the Siduri before her. "Thanks doc, you do good work." A smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "If you tell me where things go, I'll help clean up." She's still got three perfectly good paws, and she'd made a bit of a mess when she'd come in. It was only right. Jael, The Pet

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