Blackfeather Woods Test my reality, check if there's a weak spot

The squirrel was gone into the bottomless pit that was her stomach. Only bones were any sign of a squirrel once being there  with pieces of cartilage and harder bits remaining. She kicked her chops, looking up at Nyx. Her head shook in response to her question. In this instance herbs did not help, It was as if the abortive herbs only accelerated their growth. She had no explanation for why they continued to live. She merely carried them as a burden of Mephala's will, unsure if she could do anything else to stop their birth without risking Mephala's wrath.