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A distraction, then. He could certainly provide a distraction. Evien brushed past the Bruin-witch, guiding him quietly into the back herb store. It was uncommon that he'd let anyone inside his personal den, but he trusted Merrick not to disturb his organization.

"For now, I've just made a comfrey poultice to rub over his ribs, and I've created a plaster of mud to keep it set into place," he explained, showing his co-lead the dried out purple flowers and roots of the comfrey plant. "When he wakes up, I'm going to give him a single poppy seed for the pain. It's dangerous for puppies his age to eat more than one or two at a time." He nudged the pile of tiny black seeds. 

He cleared his throat. "Treating broken bones is actually pretty simple. All we have to do is keep him immobile for a few weeks and manage the pain."