Lie Awake And Dream

"Ok, now go ahead and pick out grasses and debris and then we just leave them to dry in the open air. Once dry you have a useful bandage that can dress severely bleeding wounds." Gossamer nodded and much like the boy, focused herself on the delicate task at hand. It wasn't easy for the little pup to carefully pick the bits of debris out of the moss and she found herself suddenly jealous of the boy's bird. Gossamer picked up a small stick in her jaws and then holding down the moss with a paw she used the stick to push out more stubborn pieces. When that was done she set the moss out to finish drying and flopped down on her side to take a nap. She wasn't worried about the boy. Ásta would eat him if he decided to be dumb.