Ouroboros Spine And yet the menace of the years

The rusty wolf slipped away, leaving Kero alone with his patient. She cast him a sidelong glance and Kero lifted a brow at her. One way or another this stuff was getting on her ear. "It's safe," he assured her, turning the flat of his arm towards her so she might sniff and see for herself what it was. "It will help with the clotting and ease with the healing process so it doesn't get infected." Wouldn't want something so close to her head to get messed up. Heavens only knew she needed to preserve what little bit of glamor she had left, however little it was. 

When she was satisfied, he began to apply the slave. He approached her slowly and steadily, not making any sudden movements as he transferred the poultice to his tongue and began to line the edge of her ear with the greenish goop. After a moment, he stepped back, glanced over his work and rid the remnants of the herb from his arm. He wash up later, but for now? "You're free to go. Let that sit, dry, and flake off naturally. Find me if it re-opens." All done here.