Gathering: Boneset - 6 Rounds Needed

Ankaios was pleased to see that Dragon had spoke truly about the garden which lay just beyond Talis' borders. Even if the season did not favor him, he found that the relatively mild climate and constant mist meant that the most hardy of herbs here still had something to offer him. He saw the withered stalks of several herbs that would be more beneficial in full bloom, and was eager to see the seasons change. For now, he focused on what this strange place could do for him. The astral man leaped over a low, crumbling wall. He was seeking boneset, specifically. He was still rather unfamiliar with many herbs in Auster, but this at least was one he knew well. With the chill of the continent's mild winter upon them, he wouldn't be surprised to find fever or flu circulating among the wolves in the area. It would be best to gather what he could now, though he knew it would not be quite as potent as it might be during lush seasons. Still, all he needed from his particular plant would be the leaves, and he didn't think it too unlikely to find some that still clung to life. "Talk" "You" Think

Ganta was ill at ease, though at least Roza was somewhere close by. Knowing that the she-wolf was with him brought a certain gladness to the ghostly eyed brute’s heart. But a bit of worry nagged him too, remembering what Enigma had said… how he’d always be blamed form what Sin had done. He didn’t want to believe that. He wanted to believe he was his own wolf and his father’s sins wouldn’t pass down to him. But what if they did? What if the world was just waiting for him to make the same mistakes? Paws lead Ganta onward, the fur around his eyes hanging down in his face as a heavy sigh escaped the young man. He was hoping to at least do some hunting for herbs he and Roza might need… though he certainly hadn’t expected to drift this far south again. Did Roza mind? Ganta knew he needed to talk to her soon, perhaps shake some of the concerns that were welling up within him.But just as he thought to turn on heel and start back the way he’d come he saw a rather colorful fur pattern up ahead and gave pause. Yes, there was definitely another unique individual moving ahead of him. Ganta couldn’t help but stare, the colors fascinating him. It was as if someone scooped part of the sky down and placed it upon the wolf in the distance. Ganta moved cautiously forward, closing the distance between the two of them before he called out. “Err--- hello there!” Ganta was trying to push his sour mood aside and focus instead on being friendly. “Sorry to interrupt you, I just couldn’t help but marvel over your coat!” "Talk" "You" Think

Ankaios was surprised by a sudden voice. As usual, he had been lost within his own meditations, and a stranger had wandered up. He couldn't be surprised; the gardens were incredibly popular with herbalists from all over the continent. All the same he stiffened, and straightened. He turned to see a male with a very impressive bit of fur sweeping over his eyes. He wanted to marvel and Kai, but he was not exactly what one would call standard either. "Ah well," he said. "Most do. Have a look then," his tone was clipped, but it was said in the most amicable way he could while feeling... slightly awkward. Deep down he was not always comfortable with the attention he received, but he tried not to let that show. "I'm hunting for Boneset, do you know of it?" After all, he was not the sort to turn down a bit of help. And shouldn't this man pay for his appreciation of arts, such as himself? Looking is not always free, after all. He wondered if perhaps the man was a healer of some sort, else why would he have come to the garden? He might have a bit of knowledge of his own to offer, when all was said and done. "My name is Ankaios Aeris, by the way. Then again, I'll respond to almost anything," she said with a curved smile, trying to force a bit of humor to lighten the mood. He didn't know what sort of character this other wolf had, and was always more than a bit wary of meeting strangers. "Talk" "You" Think