Careful It’s Carnivorous

Relm's reluctance to come in to be examined didn't escape Irilyth's attention, but she didn't press the issue, since the larger girl did limp her way in and settle into a corner. The golden blonde fae frowned while she looked over Relm, realizing from the lingering scent of Alastor all over her what had most likely happened. She didn't recognize the scent of another male on her though, but she assumed that since Alastor wasn't in here being treated, he'd likely seen to the other brute and that's where all the blood had come from. Though she hadn't noticed Relm not take the meadowsweet at first, she did spy the sprig of little white flowers off to the side when she came back to clean the wounds on Relm's back, her frown deepening.

The terse and curt demeanor of Relm wasn't wholly unexpected, given how she was and what she'd likely just experienced. Irilyth gave a wordless nod and continued to work silently. "Please take the meadowsweet," she urged Relm gently. "This will be less unpleasant if you do." The tiny healer continued to clean Relm's slash wounds until she'd covered the larger wolf's back in the yarrow extract. She then grabbed the horsetail and snapped the stalks open, scooping out some of the goopy, sticky residue within and rubbing it carefully over the cuts to help bind and seal them. Relm would feel sticky for a few minutes, but as the horsetail dried, her wounds would be closed and allowed to heal properly.

With the injuries to her outside dealt with, Irilyth cautiously turned her attention towards Relm's hind end, which was noticeably tucked away from her in the corner of her nook. This was not going to be easy. She sighed and sat back on her haunches, looking to her headstrong patient with trepidation. "Will you let me finish examining you, Relm?" she asked, her unspoken specificities implied. "Do you... require more contraceptives?"

"Irilyth"