little flower

Harbringr trotted along as he walked with his sister. "Well, if they like moist soil this is definitely a good place to look." His eyes gazed skyward as he caught sight of the large number of nests in the trees. Doves of all kinds were perched high above them. Boneset wouldn't be up there but he thought it a good plan to keep an eye out on the movements of the birds. Nothing would be more displeasing than getting pooped on.

Setting his gaze on the forest floor he looked over a number of plants but nothing he saw quite fit Deathbelle's description. Some plants did look familiar but he didn't know if they were helpful or not. Either way, they weren't what she was looking for and he set his eyes back on the task at hand. "So, what is this boneset for?"