Lost Creek Hollow Giggle and the flames grow higher

Ash Paw was a healer, but filled to the brim with warm and cozies she was not. Unless she cared for you. Unless she wanted to treat you well. But she had found that in healing and blood. Niceities didn't always work and it was better to be blunt and honest, tempered with grace.

He tried to push her away. She wasn't surprised. He was probably in a great deal of pain. But she had very little in means to offer him for pain at least here. In her den there was rosemary and mint, Lavender, ginger and cloves. All of which would ease infection and ease some of the pain. For the rest she would need to give him poppy much to her irritation. For not the first time nor the last she wished she had yarrow.

She nodded, her voice soft. Of course it does. Someone neutered you.

She backed up and looked him over. I have very little to help with pain here, but if you come with me to Riverclan. We have herbs that can help with infection and pain.