Redhawk Caldera witch's butter

Although conditions were still frigid and slippery, Raven decided to take a break from the cave (and, notably, the pups) and do her best to give Charlotte a proper burial. Since there was no hope of digging a grave with the ground frozen solid, the Gamma carefully collected sticks and small stones, which she placed over and around the she-wolf's battered remains. They didn't cover her completely, yet at least her body wasn't just left out in the open.

After she was done, she considered heading back to the cave. Then she noticed something she hadn't before, something on one of the larger sticks she had placed over Charlotte's corpse. Raven squinted, leaning in closer, staring at what looked a lot like yellowish wax stuck to the dead wood. She sniffed it but there was no scent. She touched her nose to it and it was hard. Finally, she licked it. It was flavorless.

She drew back a foot or so, flipping through her mental catalogs. It wasn't likely wax or honey. It took her a few minutes but the Gamma thought she came up with an answer: it was witch's butter. She couldn't remember if said fungus had any medicinal qualities, yet all the same she decided to gnaw off a chunk with her teeth. She then started carrying it in the direction of the badger den.