These Quiet Moments

The sound of her hissing in pain again caused his ears to flatten briefly, eyes clouding with a displeased, possessive gleam. He checked in on her expression, offering her a reassuring narrow of his eyes. “Elevate it, if you would.” He advised, his nose pushing the limb gently upwards in the position he desired. It was clean now, time for the blood flow. Caedes retrieved the fresh Agrimony he had dropped, quickly retrieving a custom mortar and pestle from his bag; he worked at grinding the herb up. His brows furrowed for a moment, the texture not to his liking, before his eyes flashed up to their surroundings.