As soon as Lyre described dandelion, Asvor thought she had a pretty good grasp on what it might be. She'd seen a lot of yellow flowers.. they were pretty common, with fluffy tops like Lyre had described. Those she would give her credit for, though since they were common she certainly didn't need a partner to find them with. She was too stubborn to even pretend she was being "allowed" to do something when she could very well do the same thing on her own, with no assistance.. and she'd never exactly been one for tact.
Lyre told her she could lead the way. Asvor would nod in agreement to the plan. Though she didn't know exactly where to find salvia here, she'd seen it before - twice now, actually - and she figured she had a pretty good idea of where it grew, and in what conditions. She hoped, at least. Tipping her head up to the sky, she pulled herself upright, stretching her forelimbs as she readied herself to begin their search. The hills where they were currently didn't seem terribly full of vegetation, though Asvor paused and let her eyes sweep over the landscape curiously. Time to head to the bottom of the hills, then. "Alright," she said simply, turning and beginning the descent down the hillside.
At the bottom was where the real work began. The path she'd traveled, she hadn't caught scent of any salvia plants.. so it made little sense to continue the way she'd come here. The most logical thing to do seemed to be to head the opposite direction. With a glance toward Lyre, she'd pad onward, assuming she might follow. Her nostrils flared as she tasted the scents in the air, searching for a hint of the plant they were searching for. It didn't take a terribly long time.. though she wasn't uncomfortable in the silence that settled over them. Seconds turned to minutes, perhaps even a dozen or two, when a hint of the familiar plant touched her nose. Interested, she would redirect her path toward the cluster of plants that she had found. Her eyes glimmered with joy when she spotted them, certain they were the ones; and briefly she eyed Lyre, wondering if she was impressed or not. Either way, it didn't matter, but that didn't stop her from wondering.
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