The Rustling Thicket stretched out before her, the wind shifting through the grass and causing it to ripple and wave almost like an expanse of water. She'd managed to convince the beautiful Evangeline to come herb gathering with her and while she insisted that Birna did not need to go with them the stubborn woman insisted a walk would be good for her. She and Vana might be young but they were perfectly capable of taking care of themselves. Brilliant magenta eyes rested on Birna's recently gained battle wounds from some spar or another. She should be resting them…. Integra sighed to herself as she slipped into the thicket, the grass brushing up against either side of her as she searched for yarrow. After they found a suitable crop of herbs to take back she'd have to see about getting Birna to sit still long enough to tend to the injuries. Vana would probably have the best luck. Birna was more likely to listen to the daughter of Valentine than the irritating little slave girl that kept dragging her everywhere.
Glancing back at the warrior she spoke. "Are you sure you don't want to take a break Birna, you really shouldn't be walking around without treating those."
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