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The Bandrona listened carefully to Portia's instructions, nodding quietly. Her eyes crinkled at the corners when she mentioned slipping some lavender extract into the paste to help with reducing scarring. Once again, Wildfire was reminded of the Skayona's intelligence. She was quite the trifecta, actually: beautiful, smart and kind. Drageda was really lucky to have her (Dio especially!).

"Thanks for all your help, Portia. You're the best," Wildfire said, rising onto all fours and slipping her smudged muzzle against the other woman's neck. "I'm going to go find Thur and tell her how you're taking such good care of me," the yearling said with a wink of one golden eye and a playful grin. "See you later." With a parting smile, she turned and toddled back toward the den, deciding to give in to the urge to take a nap after all.