Light Of A Clear Blue Morning

Lúta finished out the walls of the storage area, making sure she had a few shelves dug into the side of the walls for storing tinctures and other items. She could use pitch to add in antler tines and large bird feet as hooks to hang and dry herbs. When she was done she trotted out of the den and shook the mud and dirt from her coat. "Ok, I'm ready to see how this is done!" She was excited to learn about a new process to help lengthen the life of the den. It would be particularly useful in case of flooding. She didn't know yet if this area was at risk for flooding but better save than sorry. Lúta nodded. "Yes, if she wouldn't mind I'd love to meet her! Though, I completely understand if she's busy, I'd hate to interrupt." She was eager to hear the older woman's thoughts and share what she had gathered so far in terms of herbs so they could compare notes.