Winters Frost
Mal
05-15-2020, 11:59 PM
Mal watched closely as Riva took out her setup of the bowl and rock, noting absently that it worked pretty much the same as the mortar and pestle Cairo had shown her. When Riva offered her the stone to try, she was ready. "Yes, please." Her tail wagged as she settled herself on the ground, getting in a more comfortable position to use the stone. With one paw placed over it, she began to roll, crushing the herbs underneath. She hummed happily, catching her rhythm in the regular, almost musical rotations, and almost getting a bit lost. "Thanks again for taking me on," she said conversationally. "You said you go wherever you're needed. Do you get to teach very often?"
If Riva didn't stop her, she would turn the concoction into a very fine mush. She stared at her result a second before looking up at the woman. "It isn't possible to over mix an herb, is it?" She didn't think so, but who knew?