Ahh, I am used to it. Wardruna would bat away the idea of Sheauga having any need to hunt down something with water in it to soak the herbs in. Besides, any liquid around the area would probably mess with her head and it was only just morning. She hadn't turned into a day drinker just yet! Despite all said recent events. Wardruna had Sheauga to think for helping her keep it together.

Nosing the herbs, Wardruna took them in big mouthfuls, giving a few solid chomps before swallowing them down a bit harshly. Quickly, if anything.

Sheauga had shown signs of her knowledge with herbs, hinting at her people being healers of both mind and body. Since Jasmine had left, Harper couldnt stay here forever, it seemed fitting and mighty needed if Sheauga were to continue her medicine practice.

How is it that your family honor their dead? Wardruna knew Sheauga to have grown up in a smaller village of people, with her two sisters and one brother under her parents hearth. A village of spiritual people though Wardruna did not know the details of their culture, other then believing in guiding and protective spirits and wearing the pieces of another animal embuing their power onto you. With this knowledge, she wondered how Sheauga took to the far louder, rambunctious lifestyle that revolved around inebriation and fighting.