A Bit of Downtime

Afi preened at the woman's words and leaned over to nudge Álarr. "She says I'm smart and you're lucky to have me." Álarr raised an eye brow then looked at the girl. "Careful, you praise him too much and he's gonna get a swelled head!"

Afi watched as the woman wrote some more. Álarr was getting skilled enough and grinding up dried herbs for teas and tisanes that he didn't feel the need to be looking over the boy's shoulder. He reached out a paw to tap at the boy's paw. "She want's to know if she can help."

Álarr paused for a moment and then nodded. "Sure." He moved the process lamb's ear that he had finished into a jar that Brynhildr corked and added back to his bag before pulling out a second bottle. "If you want to finish the lamb's ear I'll get started on something else. What you want to do is lay it out on the deer hide on this stone and use your paws to try and mash up the dried herbs to a smaller size like you saw me do. Do you want to be a healer to?"

Álarr started rooting around for more to do. He liked to be busy and there was always more to do than there was time to do it in. Aha! He pulled out some dried balm that he also wanted to make into a tisane. It would be a useful herb to make teas out of for fever and for flu.