vue sur la mer

Herb Gathering: Boneset

Sìleas stood atop a sloping hill at the head of the meadows. The nippy Autumn air cooled the male, panting from his quick pace. He had decided to come gathering herbs further South that day, deciding to stray from the East which had become his home as of late. He'd seen telltale signs of the herb named Boneset in this area. The low-lying meadow combined with the moist proximity to the sea made prime conditions for the useful herb to grow and so when the chocolate-furred male had spotted this place he had hastens his pace.

Although Sìleas was in Algoma Prarie purely to father herbs, he couldn't deny that it was beautiful. The lush green carpet was barely affected by the dry summer and temperamental autumn weather and was soft underneath his worn paws. After taking in his fill of the sights and the sea beyond, Sìleas lowered his head to the ground, bright mint eyes searching for the little white fever-allieviating flowers.