silver beneath the surface

Ellara chuckled at Atreyu's excitement, her own heart lightened by the shared joy of this moment. "Maybe I am psychic," she joked, giving Atreyu a playful wink. "Or maybe I just have a good nose for these things."

Determined to find more garlic and the necessary tinder for their fire, Ellara set off once more, her nose close to the ground. The scent of cedar and earth was intermingled with the faint aroma of wild garlic, guiding her steps. She quickly located another patch, carefully digging up a few more bulbs to ensure they had enough for their meal.

As she collected the garlic, she also kept an eye out for suitable tinder. The recent storm had left plenty of dry twigs and small branches scattered about. She gathered a bundle of them, her keen instincts guiding her to the best kindling. With the garlic bulbs and a decent amount of tinder cradled in her jaws, she returned to the clearing.

[ 2/3 Collected an herb - Wild Garlic ]