Lost Creek Hollow every step i take

"so it did" he'd remark, though that didn't mean he didn't have to reapply it. suddenly getting an idea, he'd move closer to edge the herbs he had brought to her. "you apply it" Baelfire requested quietly. if she could twist her neck to get at her tail, it was a good practice and exercise. it certainly would make her feel useful - something she seemed so desperately for. "just chew them all together. make a pulp. not too watery. then spread it."

of course, his eyes strayed to her poultice there. someone would have to wash it off. he'd look away to the water before reminding himself he had brought moss for this purpose. taking it gently, he'd walk to the water's edge and dip it in. quickly soaking, he'd walk back. "first. clean the old." he'd grunt, bending his head down though hesitating. though he was offering to clean it for her - she didn't need instruction on washing her tail - he was loathed to get in her personal bubble without permission.

someone had attacked her previously, and maybe it would be traumatic.