Tea Time

Káti pulled two ceramic bowls from a rabbit hide bundle. He took one small pile of yarrow leaves and placed them into one of the ceramic bowls before taking the other little pile and placing them in the other bowl for the poultice. Taking a deer fibula he started mashing the leaves in the second bowl into a good pulp for the poultice. He wasn't sure if fresh leaves or mashed leaves were better for a tea but he opted to just leave the other bowl alone for now.

Káti listened as Halla spoke. He set the bone down and shook his head. "Sorry, I haven't met any Finnvi's yet." He wished he could help but he tended to keep to himself. "I hope to join a pack before winter but I guess I haven't quite figured out what I'm looking for. I guess somewhere that will accept me as a healer and not just a warrior." He'd been trained to fight but it wasn't his passion and he didn't want to immediately be shoe-horned into 'soldier'. Not that he was opposed to it necessarily but the whole point of coming to Boreas was to escape that fate.