Stone Circle Sleep, pretty darlin’

The idea of steeping something was new, but he decided that he would try it soon to see how well it worked. Of course, he might not have anything to heal- but even the process of creating a medicinal ointment might be worthy trying. He supposed such a thing couldn't hurt...And it would be better for him to be practiced in making medicines before he needed to actually do so, for an injury. 

He might try both techniques, and see which he liked better. Perhaps he would find someone with a minor cut that he could try to heal. Otherwise, he might have to make the medicines just to see how long they lasted- nettles would not have leaves in the winter, and he wondered if the paste could be stored and used throughout the winter months. 

He listened, and while the thought of going to Riverclan to learn more didn't appeal to him, he thought perhaps learning from Tumeric might be a good idea. Plus, if Tumeric was around Inkeri lots, it would mean getting to spend more time with her, too. He uttered a soft, grateful sound when Gunnar praised him. He was glad he'd not been forced to learn how to track and hunt- and that instead he'd found something he took an interest in. "Thank for teaching, Gunnar,"