So many problems in the scab, so little time and interest.

We’re back to poor sleep.

Last night I distracted Neryarta for a while, playing and catching up with him for a few hours. He seems concerned about me, but salmon breath always was a bit of a worrier. It comes from his healing nature - when you’re a bear, all you smell is old wounds that need licked. It’s touching, even if it’s annoying when it’s aimed at me. He liked hearing about the battles, though. Brown Bears still have that touch of battle lust in them. I left out the worst details; he’d just start worrying me again.

I tried to sleep for a bit, but only got a little; I headed back to the tribal territory to study the rune-scape I drew for the mage. I think parts of it are starting to make sense… but there’s definitely a lot going on there. I need to stop being logical about it, and let my spirit drift a little as I go over it. Slug brought peyote. That might be a good use.

( Discussing scab matters with with a bird, a fox, and a Get )

( Teaching my cousin our way of making prayer )

( Almost caught by Slug; finding out more about the scab problems without having to go to the scab! )

I decided I got a lot done, even though I didn’t go to the scab, and went back to my territory to study and sleep.