SNAP CRACKLE POP

Pnuma listens intently to what the woman was saying, or rather, as intently as a canine slowly succumbing to the effects of an anesthetic as one could be. Stifled yawns started to appear more frequently and his head started to feel light, but Pnuma was not ready for sleep, not yet.

He liked the sound of how almost everything in the mixture was a painkiller, though it did not come to a surprise to him considering that was what he asked for. However, the name God's Blood caught his attention. He had never heard of such a plant if it was a plant at all. Perhaps it was a special liquid you soaked plants in to add the numbing effect painkillers had. Perhaps it was a dark red plant with raindrop shaped petals. He was excited to learn but first, he had to be able to put the thoughts into words.

"Whats... What's God'th." He paused, his tongue kept on getting tied and his brain kept on forgetting what it was going to say and how to say it. The spirit's constant whispers weren't helping either. They were still calm but their persistent hisses and hums right in his ears were making it hard to concentrate. He could barely think on his own but the voices were making it worse. They never quiet down. "Shut up, do you ever shut up," he murmured quietly, pawing at his ears with his uninjured paw in frustration. To his disappointment, the spirits remained in his ears, but he had come to expect this from the spirits.

"What's God's Blood look like? I've... I've never heard of it..." He finally spoke, words slurred and slightly drawn out. To be honest, he had never identified any of the plants before, but God's Blood seemed more interesting to learn about. It seemed every plant either had a name he couldn't pronounce or a boring name but this plant's name seemed to tell more about it than any other. A nagging feeling in the back of his mind told him it would be just a normal plant, but why not feed his curiosity, even if the answer was a tad disappointing.