Gimme what I want
Aramis was nearly a two day journey away from home now. This was definitely the farthest he'd dared to stray. He knew he should turn around and head home soon, but he'd noticed a handful of new herbs lately and wanted to see what else he might find if he kept going. The farther he got from Valhalla, the more unfamiliar the herbs became. But that made sense. They were herbs he'd seen once or twice before, in lessons taught by his beloved mother. But then, they'd been dried and preserved. These were fresh. They looked different, smelled different. Fortunately, he still knew enough to know which ones to avoid.
But he'd never seen this one before. Aramis trotted along, careful to avoid the strange scraps of metal jutting up out of the ground, when a cluster of white flowers caught his eye. He padded closer and lowered his head to have a sniff. No, they didn't smell familiar. No warning bells were going off in his head, shouting poison! poison! so he decided to take a closer look. Maybe they had medicinal properties he didn't know about? Or maybe they were just your usual, bell-shaped white flowers? After all, they sort of looked like morning glories.
Aramis looked around for a sizable leaf, and placed it carefully in his mouth to serve as a barrier between himself and the plant as he leaned down and plucked a few from the earth. Maybe he could find a way to bring these home and ask his mother about them. Maybe giving a lesson about herbs would lift her spirits. Just like old times. He carried the plant carefully and trotted onward, blue eyes scanning for herbs he actually knew to be medicinal. Moments later, he saw another who seemed to be doing the same. He paused and watched as she nosed through some rubble, looking for herbs that might be growing underneath. Smart. Maybe he could ask this woman what sort of plant he'd found. Aramis picked up his pace to catch up with her, and when he was within a reasonable distance he carefully set down the plant and let out a friendly bark. "Excuse me," the boy began. "If it's not too much trouble, could I ask you about something?"
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