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    DAHLIA;;


    This little pup was an odd creature, to say a minimal amount. He was overly quiet and shy, though Dahlia wasn't altogether unhappy with the thought, she still minorly worried for his wellbeing sometimes. However, the caracal would prowl over nonethless, a curious expression upon her slender maw. "What are you looking at, little lion?" the figure would question, offering the faintest of smiles.

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    ♚ LEOPOLD ♚

    one final stand

    The pup would look up and blink in clear surprise. She had been there for how long? Shaking the thought away, he would let his tail wag. "Mi.. miss Jello gave m.. me a b.. bag of herbs. I l.. learned so.. some healing to." He offered as he slid the bag out for her to look.



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    DAHLIA;;


    As much as Dahlia was weary of children that weren't hers, Leo would earn a faint smile, brow arching in amusement. "Well that is a good thing to do, lovey." the grand prior would rumble fondly, nodding her head. "I have a cut here on my paw. Would you like to try and heal it?"

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    DAHLIA;;


    Glad that he had accepted, Dahlia would hold out a paw, allowing the pup to take a look at the cut. It worked well, she supposed, that perhaps eventually he would be a fine little healer within the clan. "Here. Now what would you start by doing?" the woman would inquire, head tilting softly to the side.

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