The Sentinels this side of paradise

Annabel felt soothed by the medic's presence. It was like the other wolf had that affect on others; she was truly a natural at her trade. She was gentle and kind, and spoke with a reassuring voice. Annabel almost forgot about her ant bites, for the stinging had already lessened. At this point they were just itchy and irritating. She resisted the urge to scratch at them, and instead took the moment to respond to the white wolf.

     "Thank you so much, Deidre. My name's Annabel. I am pleased to make your acquaintance, though I wish it wouldn've been under different circumstances." Annabel joked at the last part, realizing the stupidity of her statement. She's a medic! She must deal with incidents like this all the time. Then again, how many wolves yell out from stinging ants? This has got to be one of the most pitiful---Annabel cut herself off as she realized Deidre's question remained unanswered. "Oh! Yes. A poultice would be amazing!"