Octavious sat diligently in his chair, writing down the hypothetical formula to his newest concoction before letting out a soft sigh and picking up the vial labeled Fae's blood. "Why is it that advancement must always come from bloodshed?" he mumbled quietly- before crushing the specified blue and green hued herbs in his stone pestle, making sure they're a fine powder and dropping the dust into a bottle of pure spring water while his eyes turn a deep shade of blue, from their usual green, your fur getting itchy as the unusual sensation of magic washes over you causing you to begin to scritch your self.

The lion begins to scritch his thigh softly with his free paw- probably because he saw you doing it, his claws scratching at the fold of his robe, causing it to bunch up his leg partially.

The concoction began to glow in front of your very eyes- shimmering with an unseen light. "This concoction is too volatile on its own- its toxic to mortal bodies for some reason- but the Fae have some sort of antibodies that neutralize its dangerous traits, allowing us to just benefit from its supposed ability to stop aging. I've been told the herbs tend to be really bitter though, so I'll have to find a way to make it more palatable if you have to drink it every couple of months." He continues to mumble, not paying attention to his 'help' while he works.

He snaps to you once briefly "Grab me a pipette- I need to draw a specific amount of this blood to mix in- if I add too much, it'll ruin the tonic altogether."

You look in the usual spot and grab one- rushing to hand it to your owner as he works diligently.

He gives you one of his ever charming smiles, and nods while continuing to work- doing just as he said, taking mere drops of the blood and letting them fall into the weird concoction. The blue shimmer mixing with the life essence of the fae- turning the whole vial purple, then separating into two layers that shimmer both red and blue.

"Which do you think will be the toxic element? The red, or the blue?" The druid asks- still looking at you with a smile.

You do nothing but shrug, still new to magic and servitude.

"Well, the answer is neither- but the Fae's blood wouldn't be too appealing to drink. Too metallic for my tastes anyway." He nods and slowly uses the pipette to carefully draw the red liquid back up, depositing it in a separate container and placing a cork on top.

The kettle in the kitchen begins to whistle- causing your masters ears to perk. "Now, that's excellent thinking. Great job." He says with a beaming grin. "Fetch me a glass, quick."

You nod and set out to do your task- getting him a fresh cup of dandelion tea for the dandy lion, giggling to yourself at the joke you made.

Once you return with it, he has a pipette of the blue liquid prepared- He takes the cup and carefully adds four drops of it to the glass before using a nearby spoon to mix it together. The liquid inside the glass shimmers faintly as he lifts it up to his muzzle and sniffs it lightly. "Not too bitter, and not too sweet. I think this will do just fine, good job boy."

You feel yourself blush as he praises you- your ears folding submissively.

He takes a sip and rumbles quitely, "Thats a real good cup of tea. You never cease to impress me. This seems like a good way to drink the tonic though, I think I'll deem it.. Immortali-Tea."

You can barely stifle your laugh as he writes down a few notes in his book- nodding to himself and continuing to drink.

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