Haunted Wood Give me all your pain

As if an 'Ah-hah-!' went through her head, she spun around with excitement. Dreven always thought of the things that slipped her mind, she liked that. Though she had her herbal knowledge, she tended to be scatter-brained. Atka bounded back over to him with a wagging tail, dropping the herbs on the pelt. She gave a small lick to his cheek, pressing her head against him with a feline like affection before sigh with contentment and padding off to sift through the plant life again.

❝You think of everything.❞ She called back to him with a smile.

She uprooted the stinkweed that she called caribou leaf the moment she saw it, taking a few moments to dig up other plants and trot back over the pelt and nestle the leaves together.

❝This is perfect,❞ Atka said, looking back up at him without moving her head.

❝Shall we walk by the stream? There's a few herbs I'm sure would be growing there.❞ She said lifting the pelt full of plants.

She wanted to find something for coughs, perhaps evening primrose or something more for external wounds, which she was under the impression she would see more of with The Forsaken.