Momma knows best

Encouraged, Malila, the aspiring herbalist followed her mother's instructions. She turned, resuming the task of gently peeling the bark away from the tree until it came free in one piece. The way in which she did even this, with such thoughtfulness and consideration, showed that Malila had already developed a strong respect for all living things.

With the layer of bark curled gently at her paws, she looked up to Speedy once again. "Okay, now what?" She asked brightly, her tail tip never ceasing its excited wiggling. She pawed the bark, flipping it over from its rough side, to the smoother side that had been in contact with the tree. Examining....feeling the different surfaces. "How do we prepare it for using? It's...kind of stiff like it is now, so I don't think it would work well, would it?"