Time To Unwind

Ragna moved over to her travois and took out a deer hide bundle. Inside were two ceramic bowls. She took them out and then measured out an ounce of the leaves into one bowl and an ounce into the other. Picking up a piece of deer antler she pushed the flat end down onto the herbs to bruise them. It was then a yearling approached them looking in need of rest. Skælingr looked to her and she nodded and smiled as best she could with the antler in her mouth. She set it aside and looked for a moment at the girls injured neck. "Do you need any help with that injury?" It looked like it was being tended to but she didn't know if the girl might benefit from something to ease pain or soreness. They were a decent ways from any packs, as far as she knew anyways. She felt she ought to at least offer. "My name is Ragna."