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Ashton's explanation was, as usual, quite wordy, but Elwood was able to understand the gist of it. He had concocted a mixture of herbs that would act as a cleaning agent, removing bacteria and whatever other bad things gathered in cuts and lacerations. Elwood winced in advance as Ashton warned him that the application of the poultice would sting, but he gritted his teeth anyway; the minor amount of pain would be worth ensuring that he didn't lose his hind limb from infection (okay, perhaps that was a bit dramatic, but it did make him feel better).

"Okay," he agreed readily, prepared to let the doctor slather on the mush. He forced himself to keep his eyes open, so he could watch and learn how to do it himself when it was time to reapply.