Blossoms on the Tide

Io was interested to hear that the girl knew of Crocus. "Yes, we have Crocus. It's the season for it as well." Rising from her place, Iolaire motioned for Mags to follow her. She dropped down off of the stone slab and moved to the edge of the plain where it met the grassy, forested area. After nosing about for a shirt while, Io released a small exclamation. "Here we are." Rather than pluck the purple flowers, she left them where they grew. She had her own stash growing in the poison garden, after all.

"Crocus are one of the first flowers to bloom in the spring. They do well in colder climates because of this." Leaning down, she gave the blooms a little inhale, enjoying the scent of growing things after such a long, cold winter with no plants. "Crocus are dangerous, you know?" Lifting a silver brow, she opened the floor to allow Mags to tell her what she knew of Crocus.