Hanako was dying! Terribly and slowly, an agonising end she truly didn't deserve. Her ribs ached only a little, a minor inconvenience when compared to the nasty, itchy needy feeling beneath her skin. It was the worst and absolutely nothing she tried took the edge way or made it easier to manage. She kinda knew what was going on, that this a natural part of being a woman and all that, but that didn't stop Hanako from being in a royally grumpy mood. Gone were her smiles and sweet glances, she was all huffy sighs and flicked backed ears. A woman scorned by her own body. She stomped along the edge of the plains, her lips downturned in a moody pout as she soon found herself by the river once more. Bathing didn't help much, didn't soothe the heat beneath her skin, but ever since he'd made a right mess of herself she'd been all the more diligent when it came to keeping her fur clean. Never again would she be yellow. Not that it really mattered anyway, she avoided her fellow pack mates like the plague, she just wasn't in the mood to be a people person and the thought of forcing a smile made her bleeeh aloud.

Sinking down into the shallow stream, Hanako pressed her belly to the riverbed as her eyes flickered closed. She was done with pretty much everything and everyone, even her companions gave her a wide birth. That's how moody she was.

Gossamer moved cautiously. For once the pup wasn't running amok like her tail was on fire. She had dried chamomile held between her teeth and Ásta warned her it was very fragile and might fall apart if she wasn't careful. If it fell apart then they couldn't make tea so she moved slowly, very slowly. So slowly that Ásta had a fire going by the time the little pup finally arrived. She set the dried chamomile down on an piece of rawhide then grabbed two ceramic bowls out of Ásta's bag. She'd need to get water for the tea so she carefully grabbed the fox's waterskin, formerly a bison bladder, and wandered to the stream to fill it. As she did she noticed an adult lady siting in the water. She wandered up to the edge of the stream and set he waterskin down. "Hi! How come you're sitting in the water? Isn't it cold? I'm making tea if you want some!" She was also going to make a poultice but that was for owies, not for drinking.

The water didn't help, not even a little. Hanako let out a long withering sigh as she sunk further down into the water, so that only her head floated above the surface. it just wasn't fair. What had poor Hanako done to deserve such misery? Instead of getting on with life like any other woman, Hanako wallowed and moped, lingering on the what ifs and why's. As though that would do any good or make her feel any better, heck if anything it made her feel even worse

Her ear flicked as she heard the gentle pitter patter of puppy foot steps. Any other time she would have sat up straight and offered Gos a smile, but she was feeling oofy and for the life of her she couldn't be asked to put the mask back on. She sighed again, as though all the air in her lungs just wasn't enough before angling her neck to see the Fatalis a little better. She remembered snuggling her as a little bean, she'd grown a lot since then and her sabres were growing in, long and sharp, just like Sirius'. Times were changing and Hanako didn't like it, not at all.

"Cause I wanna." No way in hell was she gonna explain what was going on. Even she wasn't entirely sure of the nitty gritty details. Tea sounded kinda good though. She frowned. "And sure, I guess."