Hideaway Strath It doesn't mean we can't learn from our past

The relief in Nyra’s eyes had been almost heart breaking, Vein return as Nyra finished her meal and shrugged off the midwife bag somewhat stiffly, though the pain killing herbs he had taken for his ribs were a much higher dose then he could offer Nyra so he was able to hide his weakness very well.

He pawed through the bag until he came up with several large sticks, that sticks were hollow and corked on both ends, he had no way to label the outside of hollow tube so he had to open them to scent what tincture was inside. As luck would have it he opened the Arnica Tincture. He looked around for the best way to administer it and grinned the rabbit she had only eaten one so far thankfully. He walked over and pulled the skin free from the body and then bit free a hunk of juicy thigh meat, a nice mouth full that she could eat whole.

The shaman set it between her front paws then took up the vial and poured her dose onto it “make sure to eat it carefully so to not spill the tincture” He left her to re-stopper his tincture. “Did you want her to stay here with you My Lady? Or would you like some peace and quiet the arnica will take at least 20 minutes before pain relief becomes obvious”