Whitewater Gorge big poop

Eve wants to argue, but she gives the aura of being unwilling to accept anything than the answer she gives; if only because she gets straight to work. A nurse on the job, ever serious and dutiful.
The bearish wolf gives a look of distaste towards the leafy bundle, small and easy to get down sure—he’s just never grown out of his phase of “ew medicine”. He complies, however, and leans down while keeping the paw still in the air.
Uhm, right. Thank you, he replies after the seeds are down and he leans back into a more comfortable position. His paw in an easy spot for her to inspect further and do what is necessary.