Wisps in the Willows

Lukina nodded at Ari's question. "Yea, she's always threatening to poison me if I'm not good. Sometimes I think she's making stuff up but then Magnolia will say its true. My cousin's a poophead." Lukina made a face. Cousins could be a pain some times. She liked this new girl, her companion though was a bit unnerved as Aris leaned in for more details on the reactions. Magnolia looked at the girl, expression serious. "It's rare but in some children it can cause the liver and brain to swell, even leading to death. At any age too much is dangerous as it could cause internal bleeding and liver damange." She glanced to Lukina to make sure the girl was listening before continuing. "Often times the line between a healing medicine and a poison is in the dosage."

Lukina listened as her companion spoke, heeding the information as a tale of caution to help prevent her from accidentally hurting patients instead of helping them. Lukina took her bowl, teeth delicately clasped over the lip, and trotted closer to the tree. She set the bowl down and glanced over at Aris as the girl stretched up the tree and her claws unsheathed. Lukina gasped then grinned. "Hey! Cool, you have claws like I do!" Her delicate white paws touched the bark and a second later, ivory claws hooked into the bark. Scratching down she worked off pieces of the bark before scooping them into the bowl and also adding a few leaves.

"Ok, now there are a couple ways to make the poultice. You can chew the leaves or bark to help break them down into a paste. Just note that you will be affected by the plant using this method. The other way is to soak them in water to make them more pliable. Warm water would be ideal but I'm short a fire. Go ahead and add some water then start mashing it with one of our bones"

Lukina grabbed the water skin from the travois and set it between her paws. "Ummm… how much?"

"Just enough to get things moist to start out with, you can always add more later." Lukina nodded and poured in the water. She then grabbed a deer fibula and tibula and trotted back over to where her mixture and Aris were. She set the bones down, grabbing one before tilting her head and trying to mash it. Ugh… this was hard. Deciding that was too much of a pain she started using her claws and paws to mash the materials into uhhh… not a paste. The leaves were pasty, the bark not so much.