Grizzly Hollow more than useless

Sounds good! And yeee cuddle time. <3

As @Veho nudged her shoulder, Pip ceased licking at her paws and gave a short nod. She could stand, even if she didn't particularly care to. Though it hadn't been worded as such, the yearling took it as an order and forced herself up once more. She'd hate to disappoint him after he'd done so much to help her already. As he situation himself next to her, the young Mizuno girl allowed herself to lean against the gray male's side, though she took care to support most of her weight herself. Above all else, she hated being a burden.

His quiet question had Pip glancing over briefly. Sleep? Most likely, she supposed. Her energy felt lower than ever before; enough so that not even her mild hunger could register as a concern. The yearling shrugged her shoulders, though her ears lifted at the offer of something to help her sleep. There were things like that? It was more curiosity that spurned the reaction rather than the want for anything, but she'd follow whatever his recommendations. He was the healer, after all.

When finally the pair made it back to the den, Pip carefully lowered herself to the ground and curled until her tail was draped lightly over her injured leg as if to hide it from any who may drop in to see Veho. No need to advertise her injury. Of course, there was little chance of any within Grizzly Hollow of taking advantage of the wounded girl; she was already low in ranks thanks to being new. Besides, if any wanted a fight, she'd give them none and simply lay submissively for them. But she'd rather not invite the stressful situation to begin with.

With quiet eyes, she watched Veho and found that she'd rather him settle beside her rather than on the other side of the den. Pip was used to laying on her own, but since coming to Cedarwood Forest, she had found a great deal of comfort in having @Yvly to sleep beside and realized she would prefer to continue the pattern if he was willing.

They moved slowly, but Veho was a man of great patience.  Step by step, they made their way back to the medical den.  He halted at the entryway, aware two wolves could not fit in at once.  He waited for Pip to settled, and once she looked, the medicine man followed suit.  For such a bulky wolf, he moved with surprised grace, giving the woman a wide berth as not to cause any unnecessary movements.  They’d just gone through the painstaking process of apply poultice, after all.  He had no interested in doing so again.

Circling once, the wolf found a place near the yearling, and settled down with a gentle whuff of air.  He might not have been involved in a scuffle with a beaver, not injured, but healing still took a great deal of energy, and thought.  He too could use a restorative sleep.

The older wolf glanced over at the battered yearling.  She already seemed to be dropping off into slumber, and he could not help his slow smile.  Good.  No need to take medicine if she did not need it.  He would leave the dried yarrow in his cache, and let the girl had a peaceful, natural sleep.

Hopefully, he would follow suit in short order.

Fade.