Momo struggled to make pills the way her master did. Alex made it all look so easy. A little motion here, and a little hand movement there. The ingredients inside the cauldron seemed to dance on their own when he made the pill.
When she did it, it was like having to watch 20 different cats who all seemed to want to run off in different directions or fight with each other.
Every time she grabbed one, the other left their spot. Every time she separated two from fighting, another two began quarreling. It was all so much pain.
Momo quickly realized that she couldn't focus all of her attention on what she was doing. She had to separate it. Keeping some to maintain the previously processed ingredients and energy, while placing some into processing the newest ingredient.
And some of it would go to controlling the temperature of the flames, which were hard to get right the first time around.
