witch hazel

Val just grins, knowing Riley's put up with her own usual lack of morning-person-ness in the past. It's a family trait, after all. Ignoring her angry mutterings, she grabs her hand and tugs her out the door after her, satchel full of curse breaking things knocking against her hip.

"I can do pancakes," she beams, leading them down the main streets in town to a small cafe and ordering a batch of pancakes, and a coffee, to go for Riley as well as a thermos full of ginseng tea and a carrot muffin for herself. When the order is ready, she stuffs it into Riley's arms and leads the way to the Middleton's mansion.

"All righty! Are you ready to do this? I'm gonna have to siphon some energy from you; it's a big curse. You can eat while I get things set up."

Without waiting for a reply, she pulls out her chalk and starts drawing up a circle for a big working on the ground.