Noctisardor Bypass nutria

In the way that tending to children came naturally to Heda, tending to the psyche came naturally to Fiona. She'd apprenticed beneath one of the best in her coven, of course, but only because she had earned that spot with hard work and determination. Some of what she knew now had been taught to her, but some of it had simply been a part of the witch's own psyche. She'd always been curious about what made others do the things they did, and getting to the root of that was just as satisfying as a well-earned meal.

The hollow. Some days, Fiona missed it, if only because she'd had only one focus at the time. Here, her focus was split between many. And while she had tried to help Heda there, she knew that the decision to suppress mother nature had to be with one's self. Fiona could not force anyone to drink the tincture that would keep it at bay, though she wondered now if either Heda or Druid would take her up on the offer in the future.

Even if you do not use it, I will teach you and Druid how to make the medicine that will keep away your season. Fiona wondered now if Heda thought the children, and everything that had transpired, were all her god's will.