Tenshi spoke up, and Bylgja flicked her ears, nodding quietly to herself. The bulky wolf took a mental note before continuing to poke about-- she knew what she was looking for.
Salvia was a plant that she'd had luck finding in similar places before: the purple-bunched flowers, the budding leaves? Bylgja supposed it would be easy enough to find all of this while she snuffled about here and there in the darkness. Careful not to lose hearing range of her companions, Bylgja felt about the crypt, nosing through a pile of dust and bits and pieces before raising her head and calling back over her shoulder-- "Found some Salvia over here!"
She acts carefully, picking the plants with a delicate touch that probably is unexpected from someone like her, but still, she doesn't want to crunch the plants up as she puts them away in a satchel. There we go, perfection. Her tail wagged a little, and Bylgja continued to look after a moment, confident the others could find the location-- but she didn't want to leave her little room just in case.
"Bylgja"
As her son. Astraios may crash any of Bylgja's threads.
