Sawtooth Spire maunon

heda loathed him. the boy only stared. mahler looked concernedly between the young wolves and then busied himself rolling out his herbs and mixtures. when he looked up toward his patient. "for a goose bite, the best thing first is an astringent." he indicated a bit of moss soaked in a willowbark mixture.
he moved closer to carefully inspect the affected eye. "there is some tearing to the lens. the good thing about all of this is that you are very young. if you follow the regimen i set, i see no reason vhy your eye vould not heal."
but quite a regimen it would be. "are you still able to see out of this side, caracal?" mahler asked, encouraging the boy to speak this time with a single blink.