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The darkness of the recently shut down observatory was definitely not going to bring out the inner grace of it's residents, quite the opposite actually. There was some stumbling, tripping, falling face first, but no real injury as far as he knew, unless he'd missed it. Regardless, this was a strange and oddly specific injury to get.

He'd only been trying to search out any stray prey animals that had snuck their way into the building somehow, having no luck so far. He couldn't be all that surprised, after all, the scent of multiple potentially dangerous animals probably sounded off danger to anything that could be made into food, but he was determined not to let anyone starve to death in here. And then, of course, the scent of blood following up some upset yelling.

Piercings, dangerous but intriguing objects. He'd declined them the first time around, but he figured maybe he would consider it again with age. There was just too much potential risk with them getting caught in things, or being pulled out in battle. Or...both. He frowned when the blood scent trailed back to the rebellious new Fireball, not quite in irritation but in concern. This kid was gonna kill him, if he didn't kill himself by accident first. "Oni, hey, sit still." Alex tried at least pulling the spider webs off before the injured ear could be properly assessed, that was not his job. And he didn't know anything about healing.

✯ — honestly, it's just me, brainlessly, so silly, always hoping for good to be

The petite pine marten arrived on scene after Alexander, her visible eye widening sharply in the dark as she pieced together the scene.  Oh dear.  She bit her lip and quickly bounded over to the little fireball, watching quietly as Alexander pulled the spider webs off, allowing her a better view.  Her own torn ears - though they had been ripped by teeth, not claws - flicked back.  It was not a horrible wound, but she hoped he did not mind having a bit of a notch in his ear from now on.

"I-it's alright," the Halo murmured softly, "I c-can take care of it." Though her voice was naturally quiet, she hoped it was also soothing.  A fretful child was a little harder to take care of than a calm one.  Luckily, she did have her supplies on her, having her medkit attached around her middle via a harness, similar to what her hawk companion often wore.  Said hawk had not shown up anywhere and she was afraid he'd either retreated somewhere in the dark, or was actually trapped outside.  She could call on Shine and see if he could come to the bottom of that later.

With practiced ease, Lessa removed her medkit and began to dig through it.  Horsetail, horsetail... A-ha.  From a small jar of horsetail poultice, she began applying the herbs gently over the child's ear, using gentle touches though odds were the metal would feel a bit odd... Cold at the very least.  When that was done, she'd aim to layer it with some cobwebs from the same medkit, to act as bandages, a tiny smile creeping up at the irony of having to put more spiderwebs on the boy.  "G-good as new... Th-that should heal... Up nicely... B-but you t-tell me... If it s-starts bothering you, okay?"

"W-what happened, an-anyway?" The Halo'd finally inquire, brows raised in concern and curiosity.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: lowercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px cornflowerblue; font-size: 12px;"]— lessa ren solo ✯

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