One Man's Trash... [Peregrine]
07-31-2016, 08:22 AM
Rœkia eyed her collection of Jimson Weed. It was a small gathering, far smaller than she wanted but this was the only plant she knew the location of and finding another was going to take a better portion of the day. Peregrine didn't seem to have a storage place either. Rœkia nodded sympathetically. "Having a stable place to store herbs makes me tempted to join a pack but I'm not really enthusiastic about all the rules and junk that would go along with it. Most of the packs here don't seem very… oriented to my line of work, ya know?" Rœkia nodded. "Sounds good to me. I need to find away to store the juice of jimson weed but alas I haven't found a method yet. If I could figure out some sort of sealed container it would work a lot better." She wasn't worried to much about the fact that she could not manage the fine motor movements for such a task. Magpies were clever and nimble and she had no doubt that Wolf would be able to figure it out if she could ever find anything. "Lead on!" "Talk" Wolf Think |