Redhawk Caldera red velvet

"In-flah-may-shun isn't bad, itself. It actually means your body is fighting to heal. But it hurts, and gets all red and gross. It means your body is fighting infection. In-fek-shun. That's not good, infection. It means bad stuff got in, and if not treated right, can do a lot of harm." Tiger knew of medical terms and definitions, just not all of the ways to treat things. She was a wizz, and had learned a lot about the terms from the previous pack she had been with. Unfortunately, she hadn't cared so much about learning the rest of the trade; her young ambitions had more to deal with running around and meeting new people more than anything else.

She looked to Raven. Tiger was glad to have a partner in this; but if Raven started learning now, by her age, she'd be a genius. Her little protege...

Tiger moves to nuzzle her head. She knew psychology was a part of healing, too, and speaks softly. "How you doing, Rayray? I know you didn't get any cuts or anything, but how're you feelin'?" She knew Raven wouldn't be able to be the most articulate, but she also knew kids were pretty candid, and wouldn't even think to lie.