Hushed Willows A Cave Of Mystery and Legend

He sniffed the air loudly yet manly. He knew where to find Chervile! He remembered seeing it when he was searching for herbs to treat Warbone's wounds. It wasn't far from the cave, and maybe even closer for he knew where else they also grew. He only had to walk away from Grace for a few minutes, leaving with a small nod, indicating that everything was fine.

He came back, a mouth full of the green herb, some of it stuck to his face which was a nice contrast with his bright forest green eyes. He tripled over to the opening of the cave and placed them next to the plant with the red flowers, let them there to dry. Chervile collected, my lady! He called out, not knowing what she was looking for. Perhaps, after their hunt for herbs, they could sit down and tell each other where they used them for. That'd be a great way to learn more for the both of them.

He left the cave again, disappearing between the willows once again to, this time, seek the dandelion leaves to calm the pregnant woman. The bright yellow flowers couldn't be hard to spot nor smell, he thought. And he was right again. Soon after, he crossed some of the flowers, all clustered in one place near a willow. He ripped the tongue-like leaves from the plant, but made sure to not take all of it.