Calm Yo' Tits [Festival]

The noise and bustle of the festival was starting to wear on Svala's nerves and she found herself craving some chamomile tea. She had some dried in the bundle that she carried with her, however it was a small bundle and if she used it she would be out. The plains where the festival took place seemed like as good a place as any to search for chamomile and it wasn't long before she'd found and picked some to dry. Trotting back to where she'd made a small fire she set the fresh chamomile down and sorted it into two bundles. That would be a good amount.

Reaching over to her deer skin bundle she dug around for a small squirrel hide where she'd stashed some dried chamomile flowers. Carefully unwrapping the flowers she dumped them into her only clay bowl. As she was traveling now she had to travel light and couldn't afford to carry much with her. Not with her current set up anyway. She did have the materials to make a sling, like a simple pack saddle to distribute the weight to her back but she had yet to make it and so stuck to carrying her items stuffed in a square of deer hide.