The sixth hour

Ollie nodded in eager agreement as he continued to apply the paste to her ruined back. Poor thing, hardly knows what she's gotten herself into. But hopefully, Ollie could help steer her into her own rank to stay with them one day, just like Bas was doing for Ignita. He was done with the paste over her back. He hoped one day her fur could grow back over the area but it was a long shot.

He nodded again to Bas's instructions on keeping her close and learning more about her. Thankfully he was always around and she was probably not going to be moving around anytime soon. He grabbed one of the rehydrated long wet leaves and laid carefully over the wounds, sealing them properly and letting the tea soothe and comfort the healing process.

Then Bas clapped him on the shoulder and set his expectations for Ollie to be the best trauma specialist in the Armada. He grinned brightly from ear to ear and his tail wagged behind him eagerly.
"Wouldn't dream of being anything less!" He replied and grabbed another leaf to lay carefully over his patient.

"I'll just bind this up then we can let her rest. Jace will be more than happy to laze about and keep an eye on her. Won't you buddy?" He indicated the white raccoon who was sitting by the entrance, stuffing his face with a honey treat and looking innocent. It was nice to have a raccoon in the family again.
"Speech!"