Moonsong Glacier rule number one is that you gotta have fun

sorry short!! :(

well if nothing else the man has a plan, and wb relaxes, glad he isn't really gonna leave her to fester any more'n she has to. calendula tincture she's never heard of but she's an actress, not a healer, and her tail waves an easy assent as the boy sprints off for water. left alone she reclines, singing softly under her breath, a pretty picture of a damsel in distress even if by consent. the witch grows bored quick but does not move (she's nicked herself plenty but this one does sting she'll admit), and settles for slowly turning in place, rolling herself onto her back in time for the medic man to return. 

she extends her arm to him, still belly-up, and giggles girlishly pitched-high. "go right ahead, sailor," wb tells him, and patiently lets him have his medical way with her.