Blacktail Deer Plateau Be my mirror, my sword and shield

<3 I'm happy to keep going now that I'm back :D

Harlyn left her head hanging for a moment, focusing on her breathing as her mind seared with pain as though it were a white hot iron burning right between her temples.  Her ears slipped forward to listen as he offered to help her search for the herb.  Propriety asked that she allow him to continue on his way - he was alpha after all, he certainly had better tings to do than go flower-picking with his subordinates.  The terrible ache in her forehead, however, just wouldn't allow her to decline.

"It is small and white with a bright yellow center," she told him as she lifted her head and steeled herself to start moving again, "Like a daisy, only the petals aren't as long.  They call it 'feverfew'."  She knew the name wasn't likely to help him, but she decided to hope for the chance that it might jog some memory that would be helpful to them.