Bearclaw Valley If you knew time as well as I do, you wouldn't talk about wasting it

@Pandora maybe? otherwise aw <3
eta: no longer forward dating for timeline purposes, so set for 4/27

She had woken to her stomach turning. She cursed herself for eating that rabbit last night; it had smelled off, but she figured it was because she had been working on her medicines all that day and a long day of breathing in various plants made things smell strange sometimes. But this morning, she had rushed from the den and emptied her stomach on the grass outside. She kicked dirt over the the bile and foam and went to the channel to drink and wash her face. 

The bruin-heart spent the rest of the morning back at mosskeep; spring meant that there was much to do and after she had sipped on some of her ginger root tincture, she was feeling much better and up to working. 

A yawn parted her jaws as she checked on the elder bark tincture she had been working to perfect. A sudden wave of exhaustion made her sit back on her haunches. She shook her head and after a moment, the feeling passed. Her sleep hadn't been great last night, probably because of her upset stomach. 

She shrugged and stood back up, placing her paw in the bark and water mixture to muddle things a little; she thought it needed a few more days.