Firefly Glen [PHE] tunusisak ⧫

master post for all the healers, single replies welcome <3 lmk if i tagged anyone wrongly or didnt tag someone! <3

kukutux had not expected the arrival of the grand lady who had the name of @Toula. but she received the woman and her daughters with a greeting and a soft smile. three tasks were set before pharaoh, @Satakhetem, and @Neith to divide: the sorting of honeycomb pieces into wax and piles of honey, the arrangement of gathered cobwebs into usable portions, and divvying a pile of walnuts into whole and broken pieces.

@Nasmiituuq was asked to create three of the medicinal teas, and to her aid would be placed @Meadow and @Phobos, to gather or crush what was needed. a thought, and she sent @Rhonen with them as well, letting him carry a fine skin bag made from the bladder of an old stag.

@Alaric, @Lightfoot, and @Akmaaksi were given pieces of old hide from which they could peel long strips of sinew. kukutux explained that these would be used for binding, and to make three equal heaps from which the healers might take.

@Tavina, marina, and @Ajei; she bid these women begin the more arduous, slow work of separating rosehips from their thorny stems. again, three portions. from amalia and @Yuralria did the duck ask the task of bringing as much soaked moss from the nearby streams as was possible. a healing camp needed a consistent supply of water, and this would be all their task to share, they, the healers of the great hunt.

she kept @Etienne nearby; they two would move among these working-groups, offering their aid where it was needed, ensuring that peace was taken from the jobs as well. 

a song! kukutux offered the words first in sunshine, then in common:

aya, aya aya!

the handsome boy there, he is staring at your face!

do not look, do not look

i will say the words loud so he will hear them:

'"what did your father ask in trade?'"

aya, aya, aya!

now he believes you will be married!

see how he runs to find his own furs!

he will bring them to your father,

he will run to ask you first

and she felt, for a moment, the glow of samani's laughter, the wind of ariadne's spinning dance as the spirits of her daughters descended over the hunt, drawn by the singing of their mother.