'Ivy!'
'On it.'
Ivy fully masked our scent at the same time as she pushed calming waves toward the injured dog. It settled, and when Doc adjusted her leg, I could see we were dealing with a girl. "What happened, Doc?"
"She stumbled onto my property this morning, whining and bleeding. It looks like some wild animal tore into her."
I stepped over to the table and laid my hand on her head, gently soothing her. Doc looked like he was going to say something, then just shook his head as she calmed down. For a second, I thought he might ask how I did it. My shoulders tensed, waiting for the question I could never answer. He glanced up at me, then went back to suturing her hindquarters. "You certainly have a way with them, Willow. Any other tech in your spot would have been bitten by now."
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