Res pushed her way through the the misty lands, careful of how she placed her weight on her left fore leg while she inched forward. The painted mare was right behind her. Where was she going? She didn't know. But, she was moving toward where there was more brush. Perhaps she would be able to find herbs necessary to relieve some of this pain. Smoke had told her a few of them. And she could remember Skullcap and St. John's Wort. She would need to get the wort and crush it to get oil.

That was when her train of thought was broken by Kahlua. What were they looking for? "Skullcap. and St. John's Wort." Res explained, shifting a little so that as she stopped she didn't place her weight on that left fore, Zarina scuttling out from her pillow in Res's mane. "We'll need to crush St. John's Wort and rub it on the wounds, but we can just eat a few sections of skullcap - it should work pretty fast..." she explained.

And then, pausing, she realized that she would probably have to also explain what these herbs look like. "Skullcap grows to about 60 or 80 cm, or 23 to 32 inches. The flowers are really tiny and are a purplish blue colour. And all of them grow off the side of the plant instead of the top. St. John's Wort. They are about 40 inches tall. The leaves are about half an inch long with a yellow-green colour. You know what. I'll just show you one." she said before shoving her maw around. When she finally stumbled across a few of them she yanked the skullcap from the ground, purple-blue flowers facing Kahlua as she turns around just enough to rest it on her own hindquarters, which Zarina ran across to before snatching them and holding it out on display, before saying "This one's skullcap..." She pulled a couple more before collecting all of them in her mouth and putting them in a batch on her haunches. "Eat those." She directed, Zarina grasping onto the batch and then scurrying over to Kahlua, climbing up the mare's form by going up her tail and then running across Kahlua's back and offering the herbs from her shoulder. Res smirked a little at Quil's companion before pulling her own batch and chewing on them in an attempt to relieve some of the pain. Once the Zarina had given Kahlua the batch she ran straight back to Res's banner and clambered up until she was positioned at her withers again, chirping happily.

Brave. Brave for fighting the winged mare. oh, how wrong could she be. "Ma'am. I fought that mare because I fully expected to die. I have no reason to live when my existence causes others to die to save my life..." she whispered, her voice breaking a little. "I have lost to many - I figured it was my time. Unfortunately, that didn't seem to happen..." She shook her head before shoving her way forward. "We will need to find a lot more St. John's Wort than skullcap - but we could still use quite a few more. That should have barely taken away anything..." She instructed before looking back at the mare. "You keep looking for skullcap? I'll look for the St. John's Wort..." she inquired, beginning to search around just a little bit more to find those herbs that liked to hide so often when they were actually necessary.

Kahlua seemed horribly confused with the description of the plants. So, when Res pulled up one skullcap to show her she could tell that the mare was ever so grateful. Zarina's chirping and scurrying seemed to have taken Kahlua by surprise though, and so as she felt the mamorset clamber along her back she jumped to the side, letting out a sharp whinny as she pained her leg. "Shhhh. Stand still. It's okay." Res instructed, watching as the panicked marmoset almost dropped the batch while it attempted to cling onto the black mane.

The mare took the herbs gingerly and as soon as they were placed in her mouth Zarina came running back down and onto Res again, chattering angrily at the sudden movement that had almost unseated her from her perch. A thank you reached the air and Res simply gave her a light smile. "Of course. It'll help until we can go see Smoke and make sure these aren't deep muscle injuries, which it seems mine is turning into..." She said, concern furrowing her brows. But, again, the marmoset was braiding her mane and chirping to get her attention and make her forget too many of her worries. It was nice, and it made her feel safe, knowing that a part of Quil was with her. She still hadn't noticed the gold charm that was still in her hands but that was because she was intent upon finding something to dull her pain before they had to continue too far forward.

The herbs dulled the pain, but only in small amounts. The oil was going to be necessary. So, as she left the mare to her own devices to find more skullcap to help with it she began to edge a little bit deeper into the lands, away from the wetter, more marsh-like section of the Edge and more toward the forested land. The painted one made a comment, that the family was glad it was not her time. "Thank you..." she said before shaking the thoughts off and concentrating on the more prominent matters at hand. It seemed that St. John's Wort was much more difficult to come by here than she had expected. But, when she found one a bit of excitement flooded her appearance. Before she could say anything, though, she heard Kahlua speak up again. Asking what made her happy.

Zarina chirped, tugging on a few strands of mane to tighten the braid she had been working on and Res couldn't help but to shrug a little. "Honestly... I don't know anymore..." she whispered before heading back toward the painted one after giving Zarina the herb to hold so that she could speak while she explained what it was. "This is St. John's Wort. So, if you manage to find any of them that would be helpful. We'll need a lot so that we can get the oils. Zarina will need to rub it on our wounds, but it should numb some of the pain on the spot that is right near the gash..." She explained, eyeing Zarina as she noticed the actual braid that was being made from her hair. A basket? Zarina was braiding a small basket to place the herbs in. Well, she supposed it wasn't like she didn't have enough hair to actually accomplish this. So, when the herb was deposited in the basket at her shoulder she couldn't help but to laugh a little. "You're too cute, Zarina. Must make Quil proud," she said, gently brushing her muzzle against the marmoset's soft belly before continuing to look for more batches of those herbs to pull up and give to Zarina to deposit in the make-shift basket of hair. "But, what makes you happy, Kahlua?" she said, turning the question back on the mare who had asked it originally.

A nod was given about going to see Smoke after they had finished eating all of the herbs which were necessary to dull some pain. After all, if they were in pain they could do nothing. And, if Res was in pain she would not be able to help anyone with minor injuries that might come across their path.

For some reason the pain was dulling, but so were her nervous tendencies. It was like a wave of calm had come across her even though all the memories in her head were ones that would have usually had her perfectly on edge. And, with the young marmoset curled up in her mane it only allowed her to attempt to calm down more. Quil was back. Quil was with her, in a sense, so she would be safe.

Res explained the new plant, and showed it to her before beginning to let out a small laugh at the marmoset. Not happy, not sad, just slightly amused. The mare apologized for unsettling the marmoset who simply chirped and nodded her head vigorously with a smile dancing in it's eyes. It was apparently completely fine - after all the marmoset was used to riding out random bolting experiences if she wished to stay curled up in Res's long tendrils of hair. And then, half of the pile of skullcap was given to the marmoset and shoved in Res's face. The pain had been dulled, but she could still feel it. Either way, she didn't want to take away the pain relief from Kahlua. Res was less important - the other members of the herd needed the medical attention and the herbs much more than she did.

With a tiny sigh Res allowed herself to take the pile of Skullcap after it was continued to be shoved in her face, the marmoset attempting to put it inside of her jaw where her teeth were not present in order to get her to eat some of it. And, Zarina would not rest until Res had eaten it. The tiny thing was definitely part of Quil, that much was apparent. Peace. Meeting others. crafting. Family. Those being able to count on her.

Res allowed the mare's words to float around in the air a little longer as she continued to pull up more of the herb they needed to crush into an oil and allowed the little marmoset to place it in her basket of hair. "Crafting... I'm sure you can make some gorgeous thing..." she said, looking over toward the painted mare before snagging up a few more herbs. "'And, I'm positive we can count on you..." Res said, her eyes lingering on the other mare's wound that had blood caked around her lower leg. They could definitely count on her...

Once she felt like they had enough of the wort she voiced Kahlua's name again, "I think we have enough. Just need to start crushing it up," Res explained. The marmoset was already grabbing at the herbs and beginning to crush it up along her withers and smearing the oil on it's hands, rubbing it in gently around the edges of Res's wound by clinging onto her hair. And, once the oil was completely rubbed in she went back to crush more herbs, scampering up Kahlua's leg and doing the same as she had done with Res's shoulder. And, then she would return to Res's withers, crush more, and switch between the mares until all the herbs were gone. "Ready to go and see Smoke?" Res asked, wincing a little as she shifted her weight onto her left leg, causing the injured muscle to bear her weight.

Healing seemed like a very good idea at this point in time. That way, she could make sure others got the help they needed...