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She immediately turned back to Aquene, to focus on the task at hand. She hardly seemed to mind the proximity of Tamar, who was busy cleaning up and around the edges of the wounds. She nodded, humming in soft confirmation that the instructions were understood. When Tamar pulled away, Malila stepped in, sweeping up a clump of the cobwebs. She applied gentle but firm pressure to the wound. Shifting her paw in place of her muzzle, she peered towards the experienced healer. "The poultice. What do we need?" She asked, assuming it wasn't already pre-made.