Mother's Got Worts
05-27-2016, 10:16 PM
The strange man proposed a deal, and if anything Peregrine liked his moxie. He was a quiet sort, or so it would seem, more prone to thinking than talking. He claimed to have grown up in this region, claimed to know where certain plants could be found. She let a grin split her face, and chuckled to herself. Fate worked in mysterious ways! "Sounds like you've got yourself a deal. I'm looking for Motherwort. I'm told it's good for pregnancy complications, and I'm planning to haul some back north for the birthing season." Perhaps what she did was unorthodox, but truthfully Pere was just a god awful hunter, despite her namesake. If she didn't have something of value to trade, it could be difficult to get a meal. Peregrine looked to Tsiry, who was working her way farther up into the tangle of vines which seemed to hold this queer forest together. She would have no problem traversing them just as easily as they walked the ground. She claimed that lemurs had good eye sight and she'd be more use from above, but in truth Pere wondered if maybe she just felt safest there. She turned back to Aure and said "Motherwort supposedly grows well in most conditions, some taller than any wolf I've ever seen, but I believe the season is working against us." Auster had seen several weeks of dry, hot air that was thinning the already spotty plant life. She continued to root around shrubs and other tussocks of grass, hoping to find the plant young and still fresh with life. "Tsiry" |
