Bramblepoint what's my line

Fennec sympathized, but it didn't sound like it was overly bad.  There wasn't as much concern in Sialuk's voice as there might have been, considering some of the falls that the Moonspear offered.  Fennec had always moved incredibly slowly and cautiously on the mountain because of it, and now that she knew what a hard fall felt like, she was glad.  She couldn't imagine having been laid that low anywhere but home.

If you go to water, willow bark might help.  It's easier to find in the snow than leaves.  Roots and bark were the way to go in the winter months, she was finding.  And pain management was a lot easier than a poultice for wounds.  Fennec was going to do a hell of a lot more prepping next year.

Hold on, hadn't she told the girl to find a familiar or some shit like that?  It felt like it had been ages, and it had, in many ways!  Thats cool.  I think you told me about the bones, maybe?  But what do you mean, learning from them?