Not actually sneaking out

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He smiled at her allowance for him to tend her wounds, wanting to make her feel better on his own rustic but effective ways, ways he was to do for the first time with someone who wasnt himself. Yes he tested on his own body remedies and other stuff he came up with. Carefully with the touch of a petal, he would take her front left paw into his, trying to be as gentle as velvet. He inspected her nails, which weren't there anymore, leaving empty and bloodied pockets. Recluse was his family, but he felt this was too much, and he wondered if the nails would ever grow back after such damage of the roots. The toes seemed swollen. He didnt know the plants name but he knew which could help, at least with the swelling. Placing very softly her paw back into the soil he looked at her. "Give me a second! Let me bring what i use for wounds and swelling." Quickly he went to his den to retrieve white flowers, Charmomille though he didnt know the name.

Back he placed the white flowers and with a rock he would make a paste out of them. Until it was in the consistency to be applied. "This may will itch a while, as it will help clean the wound and help with the swelling!" Later he would go ahead and attempt to apply it over the holes where the nails should be in. He repeated it with the other paws. He felt his nervousness' fade, leaving room to a more serious and determined expression. Lastly, with some bandages he would wrap them around the four paws. "Youll have to stay put for somedays while it makes effect. Do you have anywhere to stay?"