Ring Like Silver, Ring Like Gold

Gossamer looked to Ásta now that she was done with mashing the flowers. The fox inspected it for a moment. "Ok, that looks good. You'll add enough water to get everything wet and we'll heat it up a bit near the fire." Gossamer set the bone aside and then followed instructions as she scooted the bowl with the poultice near the fire.

She let out a sigh at Dag's question. "Natha's my body guard, well today anyway. She's one of our warriors."

Eventually, when the poultice mixture was heated, Gossamer would slip it into a little jar and pack it away in the travois so she could show her aunt when she got back. According to Ásta the freshly made stuff didn't last long before it would start to mold. They'd done a lesson on drying herbs earlier so she had some drying marigolds waiting in the den for her.