Stone Circle doctor day

the woman is curt in setting out to help her, depositing the herbs she's gathered on the ground before her. she doesn't know the woman's name, but she hardly dares to ask it now. "what are they?" comes her careful question instead, shifting against the large stone she's propped herself up against. this place seems to be the opposite of blackfeather; even the trees are a different colour. it's jarring, almost, save for the fact that the fall eclipses all other attempts by the world to startle her.