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While travelling through Homewood you meet an unfamiliar foal. The foal acts strangely and doesn’t communicate well. It appears to be orphaned. On closer inspection you realize the foal is sick with some disease you don’t recognize. The disease might endanger the rest of Homewood, but this poor foal…
What do you do?
The world around Calelha fizzles into a blur, closing her eye to keep form being dizzy Calelha knows the Grandfather Tree has started her on her quest. When she opens her eyes again though she find herself in the Homewood again.
"Strange I do not remember coming back." she voices to herself unsure of where is at in the Homewood.
A sound catches her attention to the left her.
"Hello?" she calls to the sound. It was not often a predators wondered in to the Homewood but she needed to make herself known so they would at the very least show themselves so she could know how to react. The bushes rustles again and Calelha decides to approach slowly to see what might be the cause of the movement. As she presses her face into the bushes she comes muzzle to muzzle with a foal.
"OH my Great Tree!" she says in surprise at her find. The foal stumbles and falls out of the bushes and right next to her.
Looking at the foal Calelha can instantly tell that the poor doe is sick.
"Oh you poor thing what has happened?" She questions but the foal only holds up her leg and says nothing. Looking down at the foals leg, Calelha can see that the poor thing has some kind of green bad smelling wound. Sweat and dirt coats the foal's fur and Calelha instantly knows what she needs to do.
"Ok sweety you stay here I have a plan." She was not sure if the foal would stay but she did know something that would help.
"Thank the Great Tree I have an obsession with mushrooms." She said as she races off in seaech of the mushroom she needed. She had been studying mushrooms most of her life. And one mushroom came clear to her mind, chaga, she just had to find it. It was not long before she spotted a tree with the black and amber colored spore she needed. Rising up on her hind hoofs she kicked some of the spores down and wrapped it in a fallen leaf.
On her run back Calelha she spots a watery pond that seems to have moss growing on it and grabs some of that for the wound.
"Ok you got what you need." It did not take long before she was back where the foal was still laying. Laying her findings down by the foal she set to work.
"Ok Sweety you need to eat this." she placed the small chuck of sport into the foals mouth as she explains that it will help with inflammation. The foal simply chews on what is in her mouth. Calelha was sure the foal did not much care what was being said but it helped Calelha remain claim and clear headed so she continued to explain.
"And this is Sphagnum Moss it will help pull out the infection and keep out other things that might harm your wound." Finishing the dressing and stratified with the over all look Calelha steps back. The foal has fallen asleep which Calelha can only hope is because the spores are helping. It would be a long night Calelha knew and since there was no moving the foal Calelha would stay with the foal until a vivify noul could be found.
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