silver beneath the surface

The rosewood fae smiled warmly as she spotted Atreyu and Bigs near the base of a dead cedar tree. The soft, ghostly white of the mushrooms was unmistakable. "Yes! That's them," she confirmed, her voice filled with quiet excitement. The sight of the delicate Ghost Pipe Mushrooms nestled among the decaying wood filled her with a sense of accomplishment. They had found them!

Carefully, Ellara approached, laying out what was left of her sheepskip cloth on the ground. She crouched beside the mushrooms, her movements gentle and precise. "These are perfect for harvesting," she murmured, appreciating the rare find. With tender paws, she plucked one of the mushrooms, its translucent stalk cool to the touch, and placed it delicately on the sheepskin cloth.

"We'll only take what we need," she explained softly, moving back so that Atreyu and Bigs could collect some next. "These will help us, and they're a gift from the forest. Let's treat them with respect, and always leave one! Ellara smiled at Atreyu, grateful for her in that moment. She was an amazing friend, and great with her eyes, too!

[ 3/3 Collected an herb (Ghost Pipe Mushroom) ]