Talking About Ouchie Bleedies

Dorian grinned proudly when his dad approved of his work and he kept going, listening to the part about how this helped stop the blood from flowing as well with interest. He gave a small nod as well as his father explained how he might need to use a compress of some kind for bigger wounds to get them to stop bleeding. He also hoped he wouldn't have to treat a wound that big for a long time either. He didn't want any of his family to be hurt, but he did want to be ready just in case something happened! Once the wound was cleaned enough and the blood was no longer dripping from the cut, he looked up to his dad expectantly for his next instructions.

He was then directed to the bark he had just been learning about. Dorian turned his green gaze down toward the pieces of bark and already he wasn't exactly looking forward to having to chew on that, but he knew that not everything about a job could be entirely pleasant. It was just a necessary part of all of this he supposed and it was a small price to pay to make sure cuts and scrapes were treated correctly! He gave another nod and then picked up the piece of bark in his mouth to begin chewing it up. As expected it was bitter and earthy and a really weird texture to be chomping into. Dorian grimaced a bit as he chewed, but he quickly got more used to the taste and the texture wasn't so bad once he got it smoothed out a bit. Once it seemed ready, he started pressing the poultice onto the cut just like his dad told him, trying to take his time to make sure it didn't get all messy as he did so. When he felt like he was done he leaned back, examining his work a bit, before looking up to his dad. It wasn't super clean and neat and his mouth still tasted like bark, but he was hopeful as he looked up to his dad for his assessment of his work.

"Dorian Kedieo"