Sleeping Dragon Garnet

"How wonderful," Portia had murmured in response, smiling. She wasn't actually sure what the Cheka was-- but assumed it stemmed from the Gona rank, as Goliath seemed more warrior than he did pretty much anything else.

She paused briefly to stare at the man when he asked a question, studying his face before going back to her work. It took a few minutes but when she'd finally crushed her materials she nosed the rock towards him. "Amethyst," she replied, "A type of stone." Her tail swished as her attention turned back towards her work, carefully lifting the stone the crushed up lavender was on and gently tilting it onto a leaf. "You can have it, if you'd like, I have plenty," she added, not looking up from what she was doing. She took a balled up piece of moss in her jaws and squeezed carefully, letting a few drops of water fall onto the powder. With another amethyst held in her teeth, she mixed the two together, eventually creating a type of soupy paste. She grabbed the ball of moss first instead though, and looked at him, nosing for him to hold still. 

"This will sting a bit, hun," she informed him, and moved to press the wet moss to his skin, focusing on the areas that had lost fur first.