The Heartwood the comedy is that it's serious

It was either fuck or ow. Not both at once. It was music to his ears, strangely enough. A chance to assist... was noted. But it was more than that; the other wolf could indirectly give him something useful. Some new way to treat a patient. Some new information... 

So he did not so much as hesitate when he heard the swearing. Holland appeared seemingly out of thin air, having been in the vicinity gathering what he could find. The partly cloudy sky hid him from some of the sun - good thing winter was not very hot. "Are you alright?" he asked the woman, keeping his distance.

He noted her holding her paw up, and squinted at it.