I don't wanna talk about it

Mojito's heart nearly lept into his throat when he heard her call, he swallowed the lump in his throat and turned around to glance at his friend. His gaze dropping to the leg she'd indicated and he nodded, gesturing for her to follow him a bit further inland, she said it was in pain and there wasn't an open wound immediately visible to him but if the skin was broken he wanted to avoid getting any sea water into it.

"Hoa!" He called, the sheep trotting towards him, those unnerving horizontal pupils flashing between Mojito and Asla in an unspoke question. Mojito gave a soft nod, it was alright. "Can you take these back to the den, and fetch me some dandelions, preferably with the most intact roots." He paused for a moment and separated a single boneset plant from his pile then pushed the rest towards his companion and turned back towards Asla, trying to keep his anxiety from his face, though there was a slight shake to his movements until he took a deep breath to steady himself.

Mojito began to methodically strip some leaves from the stem of the small white flower. "What exactly were you doing to find yourself trapped in a landslide?" He asked, trying to keep his tone casual and conversational while he focused on trying not to tear the leaves too badly. Once he had a small pile he was satisfied with he extended a paw and nodding towards her injured leg. "I'm going to need to check the affected area, probably poke and prod a little, let me know if it hurts too much but it's the best way to make sure you didn't break anything so I'm sorry for any discomfort."

"Speech!"

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