It was easy to become discouraged when it was so important to find the herbs they needed. It wasn’t as if they were just replenishing a low store, there was nothing stocked up for them to use anymore. The weight of that fact gnawed at him as he scanned the ground. He had never really been good with recognizing plants, but he wanted to help… and Crux had been willing to let him come along. His brother had faith he could find something, right? His ears fell back against his skull, but it would seem his sigh of frustration had caught his brother’s attention. He heard Crux speak and turned to look over at him.
“Right…” At least his brother was able to gather some of the bark. He’d give a nod before he moved to the base of a tree, scanning every inch of earth, each bit of grass and weed, shifting leaf litter back. Minutes began to pass, but Charlie was focused on his task, moving methodically as a cold wind pressed against his body. Then, at last, his eyes would brighten. Moving some more of the leaf litter, he came across something.
“C-Crux! Is this it? The Lady’s Slipper?” He asked, calling for his brother to come join him. Sure enough, he had unearthed a small cluster of those flowers. Many of them had damage around the edges of the petals, but the centermost ones seemed to be mostly okay at a glance. Only his brother would be able to tell for sure though.
