Stay your pretty eyes on course...

It was the warm scent of oregano and the woody smell of thyme that alerted him of someone else joining him in the garden, though he almost hadn't noticed it over the smell of lavender. Jasmine, vanilla, and milk would've meant it was Lailah, but she had little ones to take care of back where the camp was. He had even left his pelt there for her since it was thick and heavy enough to ward off the chill of fall. Instead, this had to have been Ultyr coming to join him or passing through on his way to hunt and patrol in the morning light. A quiet hum came from him as he moved some of the small flower buds to the large jar, half full and only getting more and more full as he waited to see what the other would do.

Ganymede didn't move from his comfortable way of lying in the soft grass, even though he was trying to listen for the approach that he was sure would come. Instead, he heard nothing but silence. Which was fine, it was likely Ultyr had only passed by close enough for the wind to move that enticing scent to him and the other had continued on to find something to hunt. Till he felt the soft drag of something over the very edge of his ear and then across his back, head tilting back so he could look up at the earthen male curiously, soft lilac meeting brilliant pyres before a small smile curved his lips.

"Are these useful?" The question had Ganymede tearing his eyes from Ultyr to look at the bundles of flowers with their bunches of white flowers and thin green stalks. He carefully picked one up to examine it gently, not wanting to knock any of the flowers loose as he searched for its uses and name in his head. "Very, its beneficial for so many things. This is boneset, it can help with everything from influenza, common colds, and lung infections. Even pneumonia and joint pains" He couldn't help spilling the information he did have on the little plant, fixated on it for a moment longer before looking back up at Ultyr, smile still in place. "Thank you so much for finding it, is there any more?" He recapped the lavender jar and placed the boneset bundles into their jar in his satchel before carefully pulling himself to his feet and peering around one of his shoulders to see if he couldn't figure out where the boneset had come from.

"speech"

"other’s speech"