Known all too well.

clever tyrants are never punished

♛

⌠ as she braced herself, he went ahead and poured the vodka onto Mae's wound. dousing it completely before he put it down. he would then grab gauze from his satchel to clean it up. once prepped, he would then plaster antibiotic paste onto the wound with his paws. his hand-dandy mixture. "It'll stain orange a bit as it's made from mostly turmeric. my favorite spice- it's perfect for healing inflammation and preventing infection." once this was done, he placed it all back in his satchel. leaving on bandages out. "Gonna wrap you up." he said, coming to roll the cloth over her leg as best as he could without causing her any more pain than she was in. "That should do it." ⌡



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