Hushed Willows A Cave Of Mystery and Legend

If they kept working like this, the ridges would be filled with herbs in no time! As he was beginning to walk back, he spotted the familiar sight of the golden flowers. Marigold! Oh, this day couldn't get any more lucky. He tripled to the plant with the many flowers. Some were blooming already, but that was to be expected with the warm weather of Spring. With the dandelion leaves still in his mouth, he began picking the fluffy, soft looking flowers, as well as some of the green. When his mouth was full and the plant still had enough left to reproduce, he turned back to the cave.

He walked in, and to his surprise saw Grace there again. Oh wow, was that coltsfoot? He smiled with his mouth full of plants and walked over to the sunny place in the cave. He placed the leaves gently in the sun as well as the flowers. Great job. He complimented, admiring their work so far. It was a pretty picture, all the different plants together drying in the sun. It was like the good old times with mother. What about I'll find the goosegrass and you the horsetail? I think that'd be enough for one day. He asked, turning his gaze to her.