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Sharmistra smiles wisely and asks Hopian to hand her a scalpel. "You know, Master Hopian, if there was ever a time you wanted to tell us something about either of these two... now would be the time to do it. With Kero out cold here and Master Talesian out cold over there, neither one will hear you." She says with a grin making a quick incision.

She is quick and efficient, instructing him on how to hold the retractors and and making no cut larger than absolutely necessary.

"I was only teasing you Master Hopian. nevertheless, I thank you for confiding in me. Hmmm... most of his eye colors I understand but although I haven't witnessed them myself, I've seen a notation on a few with little or no explanation. Let me think..." she locates and clamps off the appendix, then continues. "I believe the colors were pink and white... two very odd colors indeed. I think that is why the colors have stayed with me... they are so out of the norm..."

"Ah... pink means he's ill at ease... very well... and white when he is shocked or amazed out of his wits... I'll enter that into my notes as well then. Thank you for clarifying it for me."

With a firm snip the appendix is gone and she begins to stitch the tissues together. Soon she is closing him up and doctoring the incision with an antiseptic wash.

"Knowing him, he is going to complain about me having to shave him down there." she says with a giggle and a w ink.

"Ah... but if he is old enough for that... he's old enough to be terribly embarrassed by it all as well. I think I'll leave him guessing as to who did the act. No doubt he won't believe it was me."

"Ah, but it twas not a prank... have you ever tried to stitch close an injury around fur or hair? And this allows us to keep the incision clean. Master Mmica, could you please move the cub to his bed? And Hopian, I truly hate asking this of you, but I'm dead on my feet. Could you sit in shifts with the Dawnlord this night? Both Kero and Talesian need careful observation. In fact Tam needs to be awakened soon, to make certain he's not suffering from a concussion."

Sharmistra tries to hide a yawn, behind a thin hand and laughs self consciously as she begins to clean up her equipment.

"send her to me and I'll give her an earful... I truly did need you here, I'm afraid." says Shar, sweeping the sterile cloth into a nearby hamper. Then she tosses the soiled gauze onto the fire. Yes it smells, but it is a quick and thorough way to dispose of such items.

"Well, if you are wanting to get a point across, you will need to do it while both cub and guardian are incapacitated. Wouldn't you agree?" She has, in a matter of minutes, cleaned the entire area up and has put her instruments to soak in an antiseptic solution. Would that she was so clean as well. There is blood all over her robes and she eyes them with a sigh. "The laundry workers are going to have a field day with me once more." She mutters under her breath.

Mica chuckles and walking over, gives her a careful hug. "Go to bed, Sharmistra. You look to be falling over if I but blow lightly on you. Master Hopian and I will hold down the fort, never you fear."