Won't Go Back to Barton Hollow [Pesto]

Álarr opened the tin and set it aside. "Yea, I think I'm finally starting to heal. I hope I can help you and the others." Although he knew for some he was too late. He'd heard of Valdís and Ásvor's fate from Afi and felt tremendous guilt he hadn't been able to do more for them. "Ok, this is going to hurt." Álarr picked up a knife in his teeth then set about cutting off the mushrooms as close to the flesh as he could safely get. He then used his paw pads to apply the anti-fungal ointment. He worked in silence, focusing on what he was doing in an effort to help his friend. He only hoped that this would have some effect. If anything he could ease her symptoms and give her own immune system time to fight off the disease.