dreamy

"Hurry up, squirt! We're wasting daylight." Rœkia trotted back toward the edge of the garden near the small fire they had made. Her magpie companion, Wolf, flew along above her with clumps of yarrow held in his beak. It was a lucky find. Auster tolerated the winter a bit better than Boreas had but even so the herbs most healers relied on were not growing back in the numbers they had been in the past.

When they reached the small campsite, Wolf set the flowers down and flew off into a nearby tree to preen. "Ok, let's get to work. Normally the tea is made out of dry leaves but lets see how the fresh do." She bent her head and began to carefully use her teeth to snip off the leaves before placing them in a pile. She then paused to watch her cousin for a moment before Wolf called out that there was someone nearby. Rœkia glanced about for a moment. "Hello, is someone there?"