The young lady nodded and with both hands she dug the point of the dagger into the bark of a sappy fine needled tree. She collected the brown goo into a handkerchief, "This will feel sticky but you will be almost pain free. This is good for teething babies too. We need roots of last seasons berry bark. It makes a fine tea to  keep us healthy. In this cold, we all the help we can get. How you holding up?" Abbigail wags the pointed end of the dagger in the air, "Don't you lie about your pain. I got to keep you well. I have three older brothers I do not let them lie about their aches."<br/><br/>The blond removes two carrots from the canvas sack carefully, "Now to lead the horses and check the stables."