Wild Berry Meadow it was a pale white horse with a crooked smile

the woman was gone for an instant but Vuk felt her absense keenly. being alone and wandering had lost much of its shining appeal, and she shifted in unease. she peered over her shoulder at her leg again, brow furrowing in distaste. she was so focused on managing the pain erupting from so many sources at once that she did not think much about the absense of feeling coming from her tail. in fact, it was broken near the end, in such a way that she was unable to feel the extent of the damage that was the bloody mess a few inches down from the brake. her bulk hid it from sight, and blissfully ignorant, she turned back to the woman as she returned. "do I eat them?" she asked, voice hoarser than she'd have liked. Vuk thought this might be a stupid question. 

if she hadn't known what to do with the herbs, there was no way she knew what 'set it' meant. she had a notion that it might be uncomfortable, but the extended the leg the best she could and nodded quickly. "yes, please."