The blood you bleed Is just the blood you owe

The tip of her ear sent tingles through her skin like a strange cascade. She blinked as he was suddenly gone, her eyes following cluelessly and confused. Understanding so far from her grasp she couldn't even conceive it. He brought himself behind her again and she watched as he carefully cleaned the herbs off her leg. Blinking and trying her best not to wince as her leg was jostled. She was so small compared to him he easily reached wherever he wanted of her from his stance behind her.

She could feel his breath as he worked to clean her leg. She could feel the movements of his shoulders through her fur while he worked. The quiet den felt so very close. She gulped as she felt his breath in her ear once more.

"..M-more paste and new bindings. A tea of boneset, the white flowers..." Her breath ran through her whispered words like a hesitant wind not quite knowing what to do with the leaves. She pointed with her nose to a stalk of boneset hanging from the rafters.

"speech"