When Mynol heard his name, his bright pink eyes flew towards Aodh in a flash. He stared at the Calami, trying, to the best of his very restricted abilities, to understand what Aodh was telling him. He couldn't quite understand everything, but when he saw that Aodh was feeling just fine, he started to think that he had done something wrong. Aodh wasn't trying to flee or trying to get away from the big mechanical cat. Why...? Somehow, Mynol's brain could formulate that there was probably nothing to fear...
Slowly and hesitantly (mostly from shame), Mynol slipped his teeth out of Stribog's paw. He looked up at the Khimera the whole time, his widened eyes expressing much shame as the Darkflame withdrew from the demonstration scene.
Stribog watched the Darkflame back away, but the frightened pink eyes refused to let him go. They were still watching the Khimera, ready to widen even more would something happen to the Calamikuhna. But now that his paw was free, Stribog went back to the demonstration by unsheathing a claw and gently slicing down Aodh's numb leg. The skin gradually came apart as Stribog sunk the claw deeper into the flesh, and after a few cuts, one could reach a paw inside the incision to feel muscles and bones. And through it all, Aodh shouldn't have felt anything, apart from a small pressure when Stribog would cut deep into his leg, but no pain in any way.
Stribog then stepped back and sat down on his haunches. "That's all there is to it. The rest would be to fetch the bones, and then to suture the incision." With that said, he bent his back so his muzzle could reach Aodh's leg, and while squeezing the cut shut with his paws, he blew cold, icy air again so it would suture the wound.