Treading on thin ice

Rœkia glanced down at the roots then back over to the girl. "These are bistort roots. Good for bleeding." She jerked her head back just slightly, indicating the wound she had on the back of her neck from the fight with the bear. She'd been scratching at the scab and it was bleeding again so she planned to use a decoction of the root to help with the bleeding. "You're welcome to join me by the fire if you like, its just there among the willow trees." She padded back toward her little camp site and set the roots down on a piece of rawhide. The first root she intended to dry and she laid it out on a nearby stone she'd cleared of snow. She'd get it tied up and hanging from her travois in a bit. The cool, dry spring would make for good drying weather. The cool weather would keep bugs from the root and of course the dry air would help to dry the root out faster.

She took the other root and set it in a bowl. "So, do you have an interest in healing or just curious?" She picked up a bone in her jaws and tilted her head to bruise the root in the bowl. She worked to mash it lightly.