Medicine Dance

Sandor continued dissecting the plant, although his pile was not nearly as clean as her own. He listened to her as she explained that it could cause harm in large doses but it was not addictive. He bobbed his head slightly in a nod, showing he was still listening. "How long do you let it steep?" He asked, trying to pry as much information as he could. Just as she mentioned the thorns, he felt a pain in his paw causing him to sharply recoil before grinning at her. "Thanks for the warning." The chuckle was soft and relaxed, he was at ease around the smaller wolf. He finished dissecting the plant, careful of the thorns this time. When he was done he turned his full attention to her. She was introducing herself, he nodded at her name and title, offering his name in return. "I'm Sandor."