Like going home

She had wandered a ways from the beach, to where grass was more plentiful than sand, but there it was. The bright purple flowers stood out against the shades of green that surrounded them and she carefully collected the flowers, placing them in one of her saddlebags. Just a bit further up and onto level ground she found the sage, and treated it with the same reverence. Supposing she had best get back to the group, this wasn't a whole day excursion after all, just proving a point if nothing else, she joined the small gathering and took a seat. “I found sand verbena, and white sage too.” She mentioned to the healer, just in case he had a use for the plants as well. Otherwise, they could pack away what they had gathered into her bags and she would make sure they got at least as far as the Archipelago.

“Speech.”