Roots and Rhizomes

Kavdaya grinned as Solveiga’s small form came into sight. Her thickly furred tail waved cheerily in greeting, as she answered easily, “Good morning, Solveiga.” She smiled as Solveiga asked if they were going herb hunting, nodding. “I’ve noticed that some of the older store are slightly moldy, so we need plants for colds, bleeding, and birthing.” She grinned and lowered her head, picking up the deer hide and tossing it over her back with a practiced flick of her head.

“Shall we?” She offered jauntily as she stepped over the border into the Moore. She led the way down a path often used, before she took a turn onto a nearly invisible rabbit trail, paws falling in silence as her eyes sought the plants she needed. “Tell me, what plants do you know that are helpful to a mother throughout her pregnancy, and during her birthing- Ah, here’s a bit of Yarrow.” She paused, nosing through the stand of plants and tipping her head to nip at the bases of a few stems, keeping her movements slow to allow her pupil to see the process.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think