You Can't Ride In My Little Red Wagon

Gossamer now had all her dried herbs in their respective bowls. Picking up a stick she tilted her head and carefully stirred each tisane until it was thoroughly mixed. She grinned and set the stick down. She leaned in to sniff lightly at each mix to make sure it matched what Ásta had made a few days earlier. She was pleased with the result and set the tisane's aside before listening to the boys magpie as it showed how to start a fire. She'd seen Ásta use similar tools to create sparks. Putting her things away she figured it was time to head back before her family wondered where she'd gone. "Well, it was nice to meet you two but I have to go now." She dipped her head and finished packing before turning to leave.

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