(In the Beta OOC)<br/><br/>Anxiously, Red grabbed her red cloak which was hanging by the door. "Hang on, Mama." She said, not trying to hide the angst in her voice. Her mother lay in bed, thrashing around from her horrid night terrors. When she got like this, the only way to help her was to go grandmother's house and get some herbs. Waking her up could be dangerous, she always would wake herself up after a while. Then she would refuse to go back to sleep. Red needed the herbs to make a concoction, to slip into her mother's tea. It would not only put her back to sleep, but would stop the terrors from coming back that evening.<br/>Shutting her door behind her, Red's eyes adjusted to the darkness. She knew the path to grandmother's by heart, having traveled it many times in the dark previously. Since the night they had lost Red's papa, her mother was no longer in a proper state of mind. Sighing, she set out on the path, feeling extremely alone.