She sighed and rolled her eyes, putting the tools of torture hairbrush and ribbons away. As Timon gagged over the special flavor of the medicine, fur began to fall out. It happened slowly at first, as if he were just shedding, but within a minute, huge chunks of it were falling off of him.

Urd sat down before him, pushing the water his way. "Don't be so dramatic, it's not that bad," she muttered. "Stay out of my stuff and you won't have to relive this experience."