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A raised eyebrow was all that the massive wolf would receive in response for the flash of teeth as Evien turned his full attention onto the wound on his back. Relatively fresh, not fully healed and certainly not taken care of. It looked painful, for sure, and it was definitely something that needed tending to sooner rather than later.

"Come on," he urged, nudging the other boy's side with his nose to try and get him to move up toward the den. The spring water would be best for cleaning it before he got to work on the poultice. "Whether you like me or not, I'm willing to bet you'd like it if this didn't hurt anymore, right?" the medic asked, turning to head up to the den himself. "I'll help you."