Mad Hatter’s Tea Party

Sedna had been steadily learning the marks the brothers had made throughout the maze and while it wasn’t unusual for her to misinterpret and still hit a dead end, she had managed to get out often enough to fill her new treatment room with bunches of hanging herbs and hollowed out turtle shells to use as bowls. Eventually, she would look at installing some shelves, so those herbs that could be dangerous would be stored well out of reach of those with less of a clue, for now, she kept them away from the home, in a bundle only Chips or Otis could fetch for her. She also had plans to acquire more containers like the few small stoppered jars she had taken from the witches hut to store poultice on hand. It would be a work in progress for now.

The Archer had three small shells set out before her, each with some crushed and fragrant leaves in the bottom of each. She knew at this age they were likely to put things in their mouths first, so she made sure each was harmless, allowing the wolves before her to sniff at each, and waited to see if they might have some idea about what they were, or what they might be used for. The first was stringy and had a sharp scent, it was ginger. The second was flakey and crisp, mint, and the third was softer smelling, but looked quite similar to the second all dried out as it was. that one was chamomile. She even had Otis heating some water to demonstrate how to use the herbs in a tincture or a tea. “What do yer think these might be?”

“Speech”