Moonspear The Pale Skier

Surprisingly, it didn't take Lyra long at all to find the herbs. There were some nestled conveniently along the line of trees just a few minutes away from the lake. She quickly noticed the frozen, shrivelled berries first and then realised Laur was an idiot because Korei had meant the literal leaves raspberries grow on, not an entirely seperate plant called a raspberry leaf. Of course she knew of raspberry leaves. She had asked Korei about them all for nothing and had made a complete fool of herself and her writer, oh my God. She rolled her eyes before delicately tugging a bunch from the ground.

They were slightly frozen and stiff, but the girl was sure their properties wouldn't be affected, right?

She returned, pleased to see Korei had stayed put, and placed the herbs at her feet before her injured sister. Her disgust made Lyra laugh, and she inwardly thought, well, duh, before nudging the leaves towards her. "Well, they won't work too well if I just rub them on your paw," she giggled, though there was a sternness to her gaze that indicated Korei should best do what she was told.