Splints and Numbing Salves [Valhallan Healer gathering Crafting lessons]

"Oh Gosh, oh no, oh gosh!" the deep russet brindle girl said to herself, almost in a panic, as she ran towards the sound of Paladin's howl that had faded some time ago. "I can't believe I did it again!" she scolded herself as she fought through the snow, her paws seemingly sinking into the powdery substance more now that she was in a hurry. She had heard through the grapevine that Paladin was going to hold a healing class and she very much wanted to be a part of that but that meat had tasted so good and she felt so sleepy after with her belly full. Laoise was just glad she woke up when she did and heard the older man's fading howl. She had planned on going out to find some herbs to bring with her but of course now that wasn't an option with her being late and all. Finally, after what felt like an eternity she spotted the group of wolves and slowed to a brisk trot, trying to shake off the snow that had clung to her russet and coal fur in her mad dash. She couldn't let them see her so disheveled, right? Well, it did nothing for her panting, the girl trying her best to slow her breath before she appeared before the others. "Hi Paladin, Káti and Liz!" she said warmly with a beaming smile, though her voice was still slightly winded. Quickly she took a seat facing the older healer with her coal colored tail curled neatly at her side with her russet ears perked in attention.