Firefly Glen no treble

"Good" he is not perturbed by not being the only medic. The way Keres explained when he first met her was that the Glen lacked one. He assumed no one else knew how to fix things around here that wasn't with teeth. "I will seek them out then." He didn't give a shit one way or the other; all these wolves came to him so far. Or he had been in the vicinity when they needed help.

He crounches down to her level as she extends her foot to him. Uttering a few words to himself in his native tongue, he proclaims that it may need to be cleaned. That was it. There was a scrape but the wound did not bleed. "It will be raw and uncomfortable for awhile - try not to get dirt in it" Holland proclaims softly "else it may get infected, bleeding or not."

Another hunter though... He was reminded of Lunaria telling him the same. "I would clean it - in a stream or creek. Or just your tongue." He straightens.