GET THIS SHIT OFFA ME

Hattori hummed low in his throat, he trusted Kiriko far more than most, so if she had been giving the boy lessons then he was learning well. Following his lead, Hattori padded after the boy, grimacing at just knowing what had attached itself to him. In the grand scheme of things, it wasn't world shattering, but it was unpleasant enough and he was sure most wolves would agree with him. He wasn't being difficult or stuck up- it was an issue that needed sorting, least of all because he knew full well of the risk of blood infections or diseases.

Coming to a standstill, this idly reminded him of the treatments Kiriko had prescribed to him early on in their relationship, with her aid his aches had become more manageable, and he found himself still using the stretches she had prescribed to warm up before training or spars. Though it was something he knew little about, there was obviously always going to be a need for wolves who followed varying paths of healing methods. Some preferred to just rely on herbs and plants, mixing them into concoctions whilst others put their knowledge of anatomy to use. He idly wondered what approach Jiro would take, as he'd seemingly taken an interest in it.

"Do I need to sit down?" That way it might be easier to access, though it wasn't as Jiro was a short pup either. He would grow tall and strong, like most of his siblings it seemed.