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As the group was walking along the path, nearing the man by the downed wagon, an AnBu would approach Hirihi and whisper something into her ear. Nodding, Hirihi spoke up towards Drago to get his attention. "Sorry to do this, but the hospital says that they need me. We'll have to do this another time." Hirihi said, turning and following the AnBu back up the path to the village.

With the two pets down and one more to go, Hirihi decided it was best to pick one that would take up the rest of her time. She was only asked to care for as many as she could, and she skimmed the list for the one that would be needing her help the most. On the end of the list was a horse that was dealing with what appeared to be infection and two broken legs. This one was going to take a lot more of her time, so she decided it best to start with that particular one. The horse was located on a small ranch towards the end of the village, so it would take a bit of time to get there.

As she walked, she read over the details that the rancher had provided for her. It was more lengthy of a list of details provided by the rancher. Swollen joints, fever, broken legs, and not eating. All of this was something that was serious and left her unable to take the horse anywhere. The hospital was dispatching someone for a reason. This one would take a lot longer than she had originally thought. Approaching down the dirt path towards the stables, Hirihi peeked her head in to take a look and see if the rancher was around. Thankfully, she was and was able to lead her to where the black stallion was laying in a pile of hay.

Approaching the stallion, careful to stay away from its hind legs in case it kicked, Hirihi examined it from a few meters away first. Her eyes examined the wounds along the legs, and she could see that there was definitely infection seeping through its body. Puss had built up along the injuries and she could see little bits of bone sticking out of its legs. It was almost as if someone had done this on purpose. Horses were strong, resillient creatures. It was a rare occasion for them to be hurt this badly.

Sighing, Hirihi figured it best to start with cleaning the wounds. She didn't have an idea of what technique would do best in healing out the infection, so she decided it best just to use medicine that the hospital had provided for her in this case. Placing the medical powder on the outside of the wounds along the horse's legs, Hirihi would see it try and move as the powder would begin to burn against the raw flesh, but she did what she could to mend the wounds with a set of handseals and healing green chakra seeping into its legs.

It had been a few weeks since she had seen her dog up and around, and she was just shocked by the sight of poor Rex walking along. it was still a limping walk, given that his muscles had gotten a bit lazy in their latent stage, but that would be fixed over time. She'd made sure to leave plenty of room for the dog to mend himself after just setting the bone in place. With a hug from the elderly woman and a thankful bark from Rex, Hirihi was off and out the door just as fast as she had arrived. With the woman's signature on the line stating that she had finished the job, leaving a rather nice comment on the margin, Hirihi wandered off down the street towards her next target. She would be working with a cat next, a particularly angry cat from the details.

Walking further down the road, she read the details of the affliction, and thought she might as well just not even try. A cat that is afflicted with what the woman believes to be a poison? How unlikely is that, right? Unless her cat is the epitome of cats, and harbors some special kinjutsu, Hirihi doubted the cat was poisoned. It was likely just something the little beast had eaten. Approaching the door, that was where she would meet the monstrosity. Sitting precariously on the edge of the steps, Hirihi would look to see the black haired woman behind the window pointing to the cat as Hirihi would approach, vanishing into the house to go about her work.

"Well, I see how it is. No time to chat and see if there's anything useful you can tell me." Hirihi said, leaning down and getting close to the black cat. The cat's green eyes would squint at her and would swipe its right paw at her, claws extended as Hirihi leaned near. The little beast was definitely pissed off, but the quesiton was what was the matter. Using a movement faster than the cat could detect, Hirihi had it wrapped in her arms and held it in a restraining grasp as she did her outward examination of the cat.

No signs of broken bones, injury, and not even the slightest sign of disease. This was just a waste of time... She thought to herself, the cat squirming and writhing in her arms as she attempted to look the cat over further. Hanging the cat by its collar, only giving it the ability to use its back paws to stand with, Hirihi would use her x-ray technique to take an inner look towards what the problems were. Oh damn! She thought, the words nearly spilling out of her mouth. No wonder the cat was so angry. It had been stupid enough to eat rocks that were far too big for its digestive tract!

Hirihi had been dispatch by the hospital to help with the local problem of injured pets. Things ranging from broken limbs, poison, and sickness were what she was asked to take care of. For something as basic as this, she had no problem going out to help the civilians. She wasn't a veterinarian, no, but she could surely try. She'd been asked to practice on animals a lot, actually. Reviving fish, things like that. She hadn't ever touched a fish before, until she had worked with the medical staff, that is.

The receptionist had given her a list of peoples' housess to visit to tend to their wounded animals. First on the list, and the closest one, was a Doberman that had been unable to walk for a while. It had a broken leg, and since it hadn't been treated immediately, it was likely she would have to rebreak the bone, set it, and heal it. The idea of hurting something to heal it was not particularly interesting to her. She knew it was the only medically correct thing to do, though. Hopefully the owner would assume she was doing it on purpose for some kind of ill-placed pleasure in causing pain.

Walking up to the door, Hirihi would knock on the door and make sure that her medical badge was clasped in plain view on her chest. If her headband didn't give away that she was a shinobi, the medical ID on her chest would definitely alert them of why she was there. An elderly woman, gray hair wispy in the light wind, would open the door and smile up at the pink haired medic. "Are you hear to help my dear Rex?" The woman would ask, Hirihi nodding and her nose twitching similar to how a bunny's would just out of natural habit. "Where is Rex?" She would ask, the woman turning away and leading Hirihi into the house.

At the back corner of the house, curled up on a pillow and looking about as pitiful as ever, was a four-year old Doberman staring back at the pink haired medic with pleading eyes. Its leg didn't just appear to be broken. The leg itself was actually turned in a rather odd angle, jutting out at a 45 degree angle away from its spine. Hirihi felt her stomach cringe at the thought of what she was going to have to do. The woman would excuse herself, seeming the type to be squeamish in these particular situations. "Alright, let's get this over with, Rex." She said, walking over and kneeling beside the injured animal.

Hirihi continued to watch curiously as he cut through four different trip wires in a swift movement that she could barely follow. Her red eyes watched him carefully as he worked meticulously. He would be speaking an explanation as he worked on it so that she would be able to do this on her own next time. "Walking on your bare feet, use your chakra beneath your feet to sense where the trip wires are. Doing this can set them off if you step too heavily. Project your chakra down and use it just like sonar for anything that looks bigger than a typical tree root and hollow." He said, his hands forming thick chakra gloves as they had before.

"Once you have the trip wires cut, use the same chakra coat to lift out the mine. Instead of taking it to me to disarm, you will have to do these. The reason why is because they have special tags that are sensitive to sunlight. If the sun touches them too long, the explosive tags will ignite and you will be shot full of shrapnel and fire." He said, Hirihi now understanding furthermore why people would avoid such a mission as this. It was almost like suicide. One never knew what kind of mine they were going to find in this village. To think that this kind of hardware was still underground was a little bit unsettling. She'd have to scan her entire back yard now to make sure herself or her father didn't step on any.

"Place your hand against the explosive tag and use your chakra to cut the ends of the chakra attached to it. You're a sensor, so it should come natural for seeing chakra, I assume?" He asked, Hirihi nodded. Was it common knowledge of what she had learned before? It would make sense if the kage was keeping tabs on them and making sure they were progressing. Especially those that the kage might have found worth keeping track of. "Once you have severed all of the chakra points on the tag, remove it and the mine is now completely deactivated." He said, removing the last of the tags and setting the tags in a stack and the mine on another pile.

"You never did tell me your name." She said, realizing that the entire time she had just been thinking of him as a superior without a name. It was fine if that was how he had wanted to leave it, but she was beginning to find that she liked this man. He was intelligent, caring, and a great teacher. He seemed to be well-informed on what he was working with, and he didn't flaunt his arrogance as some people in the village did. Her thoughts wandered to Drago, but she kept her mouth shut. It wasn't appropriate to badmouth the man who was her team leader. It was just irritating...

With two mines already deactivated within the first ten minutes of them meeting, Hirihi found that this was getting to be a rather easy mission. It was simple to do with someone who could explain what she needed to do to her in a way that wasn't overly complicated. He was nice enough, at least, to take care of disarming them for her. So, the two set out as a pair and began to work on this particular section of the residential district. Because they were working with the explosives, the civilians had been asked to temporarily leave while the removal process took place.

Coming up to one mine after the next, Hirihi would repeat the same process. Approach with chakra softened footsteps, use her x-ray vision to scan what was beneath the ground, and dig up the mines with her hands. He would immediately remove the mine from her hand and begin to disarm it and put the materials into a bag on his back. She could only assume the village either planned to reuse the mines, or sell them later down the road. Each hole that she dug was small and minimal, knowing that she'd have to cover it right back up when she was finished.

The process of doing the area wasn't very long, as soon they were done with all the ones that they had in that particular area. Sitting down to take a quick break, the chuunin letting her rest as he turned and handed the bag to a nearby AnBu who would vanish from sight. Upon vanishing, Hirihi watched the Chuunin return to talk to her. "You know, you are a remarkable shinobi. I am surprised that you are still a genin. With the kind of skill and control you have, you shouldn't have any problem getting through the Chuunin Exams. I went through them, and they let me pass. You'd be good from it." He said, Hirihi nodding and smiling a tthe compliment.

"Thank you, I've heard that a lot. My father would like to keep me from this lifestyle, but I know that it's an inevitable thing. I'm drawn to the nature of being a medic. One of the biggest differences between me and other genin comes from a majority of my training in the academy was spent in the hospital. Not being treated, of course, but for treating others." She said, the chuunin raising a brow and grinning. "So, how old are you, anyways? 14, 15?" His question wasn't without merit, because she wasn't aged properly for her body. She looked younger than she actually was. "I'm actually 19. Family curse." She said, him raising a brow and nodding. Without going into specifics, not feeling comfortable enough to do that yet, the two set off to continue their work in other parts of the village, the two of them ahead of schedule.

Hirihi wandered along the streets with her instructions still held firmly in her hand. She was to report to someone among the community in the northeastern sector of the Residential District to begin her search. The search had been organized so that the mines would be cleared effectively without the risk of life to citizens. Nice to consider the lives of the citizens, but this made her feel a foreboding sense of fear about the mission. Not willing to back down now, Hirihi stood in the middle of the district and scanned around for someone who looked important enough to talk to.

As she looked among the groups of people, she felt someone tap on her shoulder. Nearly jumping out of her skin, Hirihi turned to face who it was and was surprised to see a lazy looking chuunin standing in front of her. Not really lazy looking, but it appeared as if he had just been asleep. "I take it you are my recruit for the mine clearing this week?" He asked, not bothering to give a name. Giving him the respect he deserved, she nodded and spoke politely to him. "Rinji Hirihi reporting in." She said, the man nodding and shrugging his shoulders as he looked around. "No need to be formal with me. Glad you have some respect, though." He said, leading her around a corner to where they were to work first.

"I'm going to show you what we are doing here. This doesn't count as a technique that you can use in a fight, but it will be helpful to us if you would learn it quickly and use it to your advantage today. You're training to be a medic, right?" He asked, curious as he leaned against a wall of the alleyway. Hirihi nodded to answer his question. "Good. You should have perfect chakra control for what we need. The mines are special, in that, they are pressure activated. Just like any mine, you step on it and it knocks out the mechanism holding the explosive from activating. Once you step off of the mine, the mechanism released the explosive components, sending shrapnel and fire in all directions for about a 20 meter radius." This... was unsettling to hear.

"Now, I see you are still standing there, so I take it you are either to honorable to leave, too scared to move, or you place that much trust in me. Whatever the case be, glad you are still around... Minus the fear thing." He said, walking her up to a sectioned off area of the alley and pointing to a red X that had been painted on the ground. "This is one of the mines that our scouts have located. It's not too deep, but I want you to watch me closely as I remove the mine from the ground. You'll have to repeat this process, but it will be under my supervision. If that makes you feel any better, great." Such a pessimist. Hirihi was beginning to like this chuunin more than her own squad leader...