Haunted Wood no one hurts this pretty girl but her

Optional for @Swift @Allure II

Black sage. Horsetails. Cobwebs. Bazi recognized exactly one thing on the list of ingredients Swift had given her, and several days into their involuntary stay in the Haunted Wood, she had gathered a vast excess of it. Hunting down spider silk became obsession, and the fretting mother returned each hour to the temporary den of black twigs and shadow to deposit her findings. There was enough to pad the entire cell, but it wouldn't make a difference - the smell alone told Bazi that Swift was getting worse, and she hardly dared look him in the face during daylight hours.

There was nothing for them to do but wait. Bazi had expected the bears to disperse, but Morran and her crew had set up camp around the forest's perimeter, stalking the edge of the dark wood in shifts. Bazi spotted them on her way to fetch help mere hours after their initial incarceration, and again when she ventured south in hopes of escaping undetected. Each time and every time, she was rumbled, forced to slink back into the darkness to hide.

It was dark when she returned from foraging. The powers that be had been kind, and she clutched a scrawny meal between her teeth - it went to Allure, with a look that told her to share. Swift would need his food pre-chewed, and giving her daughter something to do might go some way to alleviate the terrible boredom of guarding her brother.