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[The Skarzs]

"If you need help. . ." Garth offered, more trying to show that he cared about her than expecting to help.

[Cornflower MM]

Arya looed up, slightly surprised. "Thanks, Garth. I think I can handle it. I did, after all, become an expert." Her voice dropped to a whisper at the last sentence, but she smiled again, then wiped off a little more blood before her face was clean. She nodded in satisfaction, and reached for the herbs that she had placed closeby.

[The Skarzs]

"Alright." Garth wasn't sure what to do, so for now, he just sat.

[Cornflower MM]

Arya paused, looking at some of the herbs. An outraged look crossed her face. Picking one up, she brought it closer to her one good eye, clearly fuming. "What is that vole playing at?! Look at this thyme! It's moldy! This lavender is so old, there isn't any moisture at all inside it!" She ranted, going on aftar pausing for breath.

[The Skarzs]

"Raging about it isn't going to do much. I'll see if he has anything better." Garth rose to look around.

[Cornflower MM]

"Thanks." Arya murmured.

[The Skarzs]

The vole poked his head in and noticed Garth digging around in the other medical supplies. "Oi! What're you. . . ?"
Garth jabbed a claw at Arya. "She requires less inferior herbs."

[Cornflower MM]

Arya swiftly grabbed her hood and pulled it down over her head, then grabbed some of the herbs and walked over the vole, and held them in front of his face, so close he went cross eyed. "Look at this thyme! It's moldy! This lavender is completely dried out - T'would be more painful! You call this pulpy mess tea tree?! You, sir, are a shame to whomever taught you healing!" She ranted, before tossing the herbs in the voles face and turning around to join Garth.

[The Skarzs]

After a moment to recover from his shock, the vole shook his fist at the two. "How dare you?" he screeched. "This is my infirmary; I didn't have to let you use any of this in the first place! Out, out! I'm informing our superiors about you newcomers!"
As the vole stormed away, Garth put a paw on Arya's shoulder.
"Calm down, Arya; let's go talk to the beasts in charge."

[Cornflower MM]

"Yes, let's. They ought to know." Arya said, still mad. Casually shrugging Garth's paw off her shoulder, she walked out, limping slightly.

[The Skarzs]

OOC: Garth's paw wasn't around her shoulders. . .

BIC: Garth walked out the door. He looked around and saw a larger building to his left, and began walking toward it. "I think it's this one."

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: Whoops, read it wrong. Better?

BIC: "Alright." Arya said, following as she tried to calm down

[The Skarzs]

As Garth got closer, he could hear the vole indignantly telling Noonvale's leaders about what had happened. The male squirrel sighed; this would prove. . . interesting.

[Cornflower MM]

Arya listened to the vole's tale, and sniffed. "He certainly has a flair for exaggeration." She remarked. Indeed, the vole was going on about how the female squirrel had threatened him with her sword, and how the male one had tripped him. All lies, of course.

[The Skarzs]

"Well, accusing him of lying won't do much; it would be better if you just explained to them the need for proper medical supplies. . . and a more learned creature to handle them." He folded his arms. "They should understand the importance that their infirmary be the best it can be."