Lost Creek Hollow were you there to bedevil and beguile?

she thinks the rest of the day might prove productive if she manages to find something useful to add to the caches. eager to prove herself, she decides on yarrow, those tiny flowers Brisbane had explained well and would surely be useful. she's got the rest of the day to search, and with her bum leg that has her adopt a three-legged trot after a good hour of searching, there isn't much else she can do. some vegetation catches her gaze, and she hobbles over to stick her nose into a small mound of vegetation beneath a fir. there's something sharp about their scent, and hoping they might be somewhat useful and not merely plants she'll carry for the rest of the day only for Baelfire to tell her they're useless, she tugs a small clump away and continues her search.