It's Quiet Outside

Searching the field of bones that was covered in ice and snow felt ridiculous and pointless the longer they were here, but occasionally she'd spot Eilwen swooping and flying overhead and she couldn't exactly feel like it was a waste of time. She knew her companion enjoyed being out here and she felt guilty for keeping the pale raven cooped up so much. She'd offered time and time again for Eilwen to just leave her alone for a few hours and tried to get her to go out on her own, but Eilwen was nothing if not dedicated and protective of her wolf. Gwyn smiled a little as she watched her go by over head until she heard Artorias calling for her, making her ears perk as she turned her gaze toward her brother curiously.

She hurried over to where he was standing, giving the vine a curious glance. "Hm... I've never seen this kind of plant before..." she mused quietly, leaning closer to examine it more closely, lifting one of her paws to the velvety leaves to lift and turn it over to look at its underside. "Eilwen!" she called without looking up from the plant and a moment later the white raven had landed on her shoulders and was peering over her head to look at the plant as well. "Have you ever seen this before?"

Eilwen gave an amused chortle and replied, "Ah, yes, I have!"

"Well... what is it? What does it do?"

If the mischievous raven could have grinned she probably would have. "Salvia. Why don't one of you eat one of the leaves? You'll find out what it does by the time we get back to the castle."

Gwynevere | Eilwen