Sleeping Dragon Voices in [M]y head keep screaming

She tried to register what he was saying as he questioned her and her knowledge of herbs only went so far but she knew enough to get by. “I...I don’t know Jimson weed and something else.” She knew the poison because she had used it twice before but not on herself of course. “My sister tainted the meat we ate.” That’s the only thing she had ate recently and if she survived this, she was going to kill that bitch. Painfully and slowly. “Are you a medic....do you know herbs...It was recent so I need something to help me vomit.” She he tried eating grass but nothing seemed to be working. “Your going to die out here...” The whisper went through her head and she tried her best to ignore it....but what if it was right.

The male called out for someone in a language she didn’t recognize but she didn’t; no she mentally couldn’t ponder on it for long.