Blacktail Deer Plateau thoughts keep steering me the wrong way

He snorted, humored.

He did imagine it would be nice if he was sick. Something good to keep in mind with the coming cold months. They might find themselves with sniffles among the Basilica ranks!

She moved on to cobwebs, and he was left with the tingle of mint in his mouth. Ah, mind humoring me further? What's a poultice?

It was very clear he had never had a day of healing training.