Ina cursed once when she opened the drawer where she kept her soporific mushrooms. There was only one left. Those had to be cut with a golden sickle and she didn't own one.
Is it worth it? To use it on her? Ina thought shaking her head and bagging the mushroom, a little ashamed of her thoughts.
She cursed a second time when she opened the drawer where there were supposed to be sleepfright leaves, but saw it empty. She resented herself for not keeping better track of her stock and went out to forage for more.
Her scowl alone was enough to make the Gnarls on her way back to the clearing cower out of it with heads and eyes down.
Admittedly, though, the sight of Athyn completely bound by wooden vines amused her a bit.