add a dash of ginger
seasonal prompt, ixi
07-01-2019, 07:16 PM
He hadn’t crafted since he got here. Even then, it was an effort he wasn’t sure he’d master. Holland stood amongst Lirim’s lands, in front of his den with a various bounty of herbs and plants he had tried to collect a cache for. He had only found enough to last until winter. He’d have to remedy that or get creative. He couldn’t justify mixing them. He couldn’t justify making anything in case he failed, but if he never tried then the pack would be worse for it. he’d be worse for it. Seeing as it was fall, the weather would hopefully take a more neutral turn. It’d get colder the more he lived here, and he wasn’t sure what to really make for the wolves of Lirim aside from a poultice. it was a way to apply directly to the skin or fur or what have you. A bandage could get caught. A poultice was like a wet bandage that was made from herbs. He’d set to work immediately. A poultice was only as good as the herbs that we available. He had collected both marshmallow and horsetail before, but now that stock had grown. It’d be a cold poultice since he didn’t have the means to heat it up. The cold one also did great work in soothing inflammation. Holland would store the mixture with the large leaves he had taken from the water’s edge, making sure to place them in a location that was wet and musky so it wouldn’t dry out. At least, that was the plan. After a few minutes, it was clear it wasn’t meant to be. His meager supplies were enough to dissuade him from using too much, and the poultice needed a bit more than he was willing to sacrifice. ”Damn it” the man would curse quietly, his pale eyes narrowed as he stared at the failed attempt. Now there was a huge mess and he wasn’t sure whether to discard the mixture or separate them. Feeling like a huge failure, Holland set to work trying to fix his mistake. "SPEECH" 348 / 1500 words |
holland is not a nice character typically; his views do not reflect my own.