Lev walked away from the city center, with Tatiana following behind him, still in a foul mood due to a series of annoyances and the damned heat in this city. Luckily for them both, the place they were headed weren't crowded with the adventurous and greedy just yet, seemed like medical supplies weren't high on their list, the fools, not even once thinking of the possibility of getting hurt. A good lot of people would get hurt, or worse during this, of that he was certain.
The door to the apothecary creaked slightly as he pushed it open, and the familiar warm smell of herbs and medicine enveloped him as he walked into the way too warm corner store, making him feel right at home, and making Tatiana sneeze once or twice.
"Greetings, sir. And how may I be of service today?" An elderly, nearly bald, gentleman with a great gray mustache and wearing a leather apron said from behind the counter, where numerous jars and bottles in brown glass littered the shelves behind him.
Lev procured a list from his satchel while Tatiana seemed mildly interested in a mounted fox in the window, softly bumping it with her paw to check if it was alive. Lev handed the old man the list of medicines he needed, "I need all of this, and some extra bandages, rubbing alcohol, thread, and two empty jars."
The man nodded as he surveyed the list, "Will that be all, sir?"
Lev nodded back to him, "Yes, I would appreciate it if you could have it ready within the hour. I have a few other small errands to run as well."
He old man stroked his mustache a little, "I'll see what can be done, some of this is quite uncommon, might take a while to get it out of storage." He smiled, "But I think one hour should be enough."
"Thank you. Come Tatiana, we need to get moving." He told her as she had nearly toppled the window display in her attempt to ascertain it's aliveness, being convinced by the old mans taxidermy skill, but not entirely convinced by the fact that it was standing it's ground against her paws. But she none the less followed Lev out of the shop, and back into the noisy, crowded streets, laying her ears flat against her head again.
"Bear it, we're soon finished, we just need some other supplies." He told her as they walked over to a tailors shop, and she looked sceptically at him, growling in a slightly questioningly manner.
"Yes, we need something here. Change of plans, we're going on a trip." He told her as he opened the door, letting both himself and his companion into the, now way too crowded, shop.