Larksong Grotto Day By Day

As far as Nova could tell, Jhala's thanks were genuine - and her soft words inflated the elder with pride, gave her emmence happiness at feeling neeeded. It almost masked the feeling of rejection from her own daughter, but that was something she pushed roughly away without batting an eye. She would do her suffering in silence, when she didn't have such an important task before her. Even as the Vicar said either would suffice, Nova planned on both. 

                      "My herbs are close - I'll get those now, and replant the bush later on."

Turning, the golden woman trotted briskly away, hurrying to one of the few thinly stocked caches she had in the area. Sweeping the paw-high stack into a wide oak leave and bundling it together, panting lightly, Nova was back in a couple minutes time. Breathlessly, she placed the leaf before her Grand vicar and smiled warmly. 

                                                    "Don't eat more than a couple of them at a time, but there's really no danger to them even if you ate every one."