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Hannibal was more then grateful for bumping into such an experienced healer. The way she worked with the salve and herbs brought forth simple interest and curiosity from the usually abrasive male. He listened intently as her delightful tones fell into his ears and soon her gentle touch against his sore back. The babe was quite a bit smaller then him therefore she got to his head or upper back he'd lean down for ease of access. Hannibal's tail flicked to tuck around his paws as the woman began to speak of sunscreens. Leera had mentioned some oils one that helped prevent burns but perhaps this healer would have a much more easy trick.

As he was finally covered head to toe with lambs ear and goop the male felt ridiculous. His eyes narrowed for a moment as he dared not move. It felt as thought she had put wet paint all over his fur and stuck feathers to him. A little chuckled was emitted as he looked her over, "I feel like a whole idiot." More laughs came forth, which this may be the first time since being Boreas that he actually experienced laughter. Though, his thoughts moved back to the healer as she proposed some options to him. With a quick nod of his head the male gestured onward. "I will wait here so your masterpiece is not wrecked." He then lowered down to lay upon the earth, very careful to not move too much.

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