Herbalists' Cache das lied von der erde

"Botany... plants? What did they do - did they assault you?" Apple asked innocently, sweeping her gaze over the ground that was in the vicinity of the gray wolf and seeing nothing that would be remotely dangerous. 

Apart from... here her eyes narrowed focusing on yellow flowers with an odd smell... marigolds. Yup, that was the name. "You are not allergic, are you?" she asked, because in her prime she had been pretty good with plants.

"My boy Darren could not go anywhere near marigolds,"she beckoned to the patch of the flowers mentioned earlier."Got all itchy and his face swelled up like a corpse on a hot day if he came anywhere near them. You don't feel like a corpse yet, do you?" she asked, now giving the man a more attentive look, searching for signs indicating that he was about to fall down and gasp for air.