little shadow's bed and breakfast

*Eris* · (This post was last modified: 06-06-2019, 01:23 PM by Eris.)

"Oh, yes, very!" She nodded, dipping her head towards the herbs. "Chamomile, it's very effective and shouldn't have as many side effects as the lettuce. I'm glad you washed yourself up - saves me from having to do it," She smiled cheekily. The night before had loosened her up. Eris was more relaxed now, more herself - she behaved with him as she might her family. Being close to him had helped - although the Ademre didn't know the meaning of personal space, there had been something different about lying close with Oxide. Maybe it was because it was so new to him. There was a certain kind of... intimacy to it that she just couldn't put her paw on.

"Once you're feeling a bit more, ah, relaxed, I need to redo the dressing on your wounds." Beneath the pile of chamomile was a single burdock plant she had unearthed. Eris found a wide, smooth stone and carried the plant over, where she began to gnaw and chew it carefully, creating a poultice that she left to sit in a neat pile on the rock. The grassy overhang they had spent the night over provided some much-needed cover from the full force of the summer sun. Safely in the shade, the poultice wouldn't dry out any time soon.

"How are you feeling?" She added, a touch of genuine concern in her voice. Eris didn't want to fawn over him - one of her better skills as a healer was being able to read her patient's personality and adjust treatment accordingly. Some wolves thrived when they were treated like pups... but Eris had a feeling that Oxide would just about kill her if she tried to mother him. "Let me take a look anyway," she interrupted, trotting over to inspect his wounds. Although she couldn't seem them clearly, she could tell by the smell that they were doing about as well as they could be. The fresh blood must have hurt, but it would take a while for true scabs to form when they were this deep.

Nodding to herself, Eris stepped back. "You'll survive! But you should move as little as possible over the next, say, two or three days until real scabs start to form. Maybe less, maybe more."

She trotted around him to splash in the water until she was chest-deep in it. It was a welcome relief after toiling in the dirt all through the morning. Eris hummed to herself, dunking her muzzle a few times and taking generous gulps of the fresh water. After she finished playing in the water, the small female became very still as she watched the surface of the stream, keeping an eye out for fish darting by.

"Speech."

Ademic

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