Sun Mote Copse Miss Smilla Feeling for Snow

Tags are for reference; I hope no one minds! :)

Tending to Towhee—particularly the infected gash on her thigh—had become a routine over the past several days, one which Sugar took quite seriously. With some guidance from @Eljay, the medic apprentice had learned how to field dress the wound with herbs, the greens crushed and mixed with melted snow to create a sort of paste they packed into the lesion. Sugar had also learned quite a lot about fevers and infections because of her sister's plight.

As of yesterday, Eljay had instructed Sugar to cease the dressings and simply keep the area clean to finish the healing process. She could see that the skin had begun to knit together again, weeping only clear pus on occasion; these were certainly good signs. And with the infection finally beat, her patient was much more lucid as well, though still quite weak. Towhee still needed Sugar's help, which she was more than happy to give, knowing she'd found her calling.

Currently, Towhee slept following a sparse meal of rabbit tenderloin. Sugar kept watch over her, at least until @Elwood dropped by and coaxed her to take a break if she needed one. She very nearly declined, then thought better of it and went striding through the copse, marveling at the cold white powder blanketing everything. She had been so focused on caring for Towhee, Sugar had scarcely stopped to notice her first snow.

Since I upcycled this post, I'll have her notice Wraen in the next post, if Wraen doesn't notice her first!