So far, the exchange was going about as well as it could be. The two seemed wary of her, but overall willing to accept her aid. When the fox's name turns out to be Dos, it takes Ceartas no second to figure out why. The double tails make her think briefly of Gabriel and his own double set, though to see it on a fox brought with it its own strangeness somehow. She noted, too, the necklace Dos wore. A pretty orb that complimented the fox's fur color.
Getting to work, Ceartas sat down and brought the leaf bundles near. As her paws began to feel and gently message the foot for the precise location of the fracture, she answered the wolf's questions, “In the left bundle are poppy seeds. They will help ease inflammation and make the pain more bearable. The valerian root in the right bundle will help you sleep and remain calm. Once I set the bone back, it will hurt a lot until the herbs kick in.”
It did not surprise her much that Dos decides to stay and watch rather than scout. A part of her wanted to roll her eyes, but a larger part knew that this is just how things go with strangers often - trust had to be earned, and they were giving enough by just allowing her to be here and help, “I hope the extra tail gives good luck, then,” she comments with a small smile aimed at the fox. If they're lucky, nothing big and hungry will come out from the foliage thinking it'll have easy pickings, “oh, and your... shifting,” she comments, a small inquiry at the earlier mention.
There, she can feel the ridigy and unevenness of the bone. With one paw below the foot and another resting at a specific angle above, Ceartas prepares to put the bone back in its place, “Brace yourself,” she would only give the wolf a moment to do so before the forceful movement is made. By this point, sometimes Ceartas would use the scream that often happened as a chance to insert the poppy directly into their mouth. But, she would refrain from doing that for now... for obvious reasons.