As soon as Basilisk had shooed her she was bounding her way back into the col. She needed to see the Doctor he said and tell him she wanted lessons when he had the time. She had never been so excited to serve someone before. He was offering her the world basically all she had to do was learn and want for it. It seemed he had dropped the whole her having babies for him thing and she was glad he didn't make that a stipulation. She might of balked and bailed out if he did. She slowed as she made it to the doctors den and flattened her ears to the side, entering and moving to try to find him though she didn't see him or anyone else so she made to sit on one of the pelts she had sat on previously for the doctor to check up on her when they had brought her here. She didn't know where else to be. to wait for him. Her leg grabbed her shoulder as she waited. Basilisk had said to tell him she wanted lessons and that she would take them when ollie had time. Maybe he wouldn't want her as a student. Maybe he would laugh in her face and tell her to go back to work that Basilisk had been toying with her. "Speech"

Oleander strolled out of his room-office in the back of the clinic. He checked on one patient while muttering to himself about bandages and birthdays. He unwrapped a wound, applied a tincture, and rewrapped it. Then he muttered something about boys and wounds. Shaking his head.

He nearly missed the flash of bright orange on the bed.
"Ign- Oh! It's you!" He said, nearly mistaking her for the Consort.

"What can I do for you?" He asked, coming closer and taking a quick cursory glance at the young slave. Did he miss something in his assessment? Was Bas placing her under him like Vesper? Vesper was her own handful, and he was already teaching Citadel a few things.


"Speech"

He nearly mistook her for the consort and Teegra pressed her ears. It wasn't like she disliked the Consort, not like she had any opinion on her yet but it was that they could be mistaken for one another. The entire reason why Basilisk even had saved her in the first place. It was a reminder of what he had claimed her original purpose was to his wife. To bear children so they could have more without his wife risking herself. His question was what brought her ears forward. Right, she could earn her freedom. "Master Basilisk said to tell you I wish to learn first aid and healing.... That my healing lessons are in your hands...." She hoped he wouldn't say no but there were chances he would. [b]"Speech"

He tilted his head momentarily as she pinned her ears against her head as he mistook her for the Consort. His eyes squinted as he was trying to parse the meaning of it but became distracted by her request and orders from Bas.

He sighed with visible relief, "Well thank fuck for that!" He said with a gleam, "We've needed someone for a bit! Vesper hasn't been of much mind to learn, but lets get you started!" He quickly spun on his heel and grabbed his emergency medical kit.

"First, What you called? I'm Oleander, if you don't know - Can call me Ollie. Vesper is my assistant and songbird." He typically spoke quite fast and moved a little faster. He opened up the kit in front of her.

"Tell me what you know in here." He ordered with his usual casual demeanor.


"Speech"

He seemed enthusiastic to have her to learn from him and she was silently surprised by it. Her body leaning back slightly from him. Then he was talking fast and grabbing something. She was glad she could keep up somewhat, building the answer to his question as she took everything he said in.

He finally fell silent after shoving what looked like some kind of medical kit in front of her and asking her what she knew. A sigh as she took in a deep breath to calm herself and answer. "Teegra, but I'll answer to any name at this point. So call me as you like master Ollie." she took her scarred paw and started gently nudging around the items inside the kit, takinging in items with her lilac gaze. "Sutures, bandages, and I think that's a tourniquet there.... a scapel..... looks like a wound staunch kit maybe.... I'm not too sure on the rest.." she looked up to him with a gaze that asked if she was right, she kind of second guessed some of it.

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Vesper wasn’t often far from the clinic. It had become something of a home to her, and she was accustomed to her little room at the back of the clinic. All and all, life wasn’t… terrible. Though she still liked to give Oleander a hard time. “Maybe it’s not the student, maybe it’s the teacher!” She called out, eavesdropping on Ollie’s conversation and trotting out to have a nosy at the new slave the Warlord had brought it.

She winked at Teegra as she gave Ollie lip. He seemed to have given up disciplining her for, at least for now. She trotted closer and peered in the box herself, wrinkling her nose at the random collection that the orange wolf seemed to label so easily. That easily replaced, was she? aShe kept walking, moving behind the two wolves as she grabbed a few items to clean


"Speech"