Mudminnow River Everyone who knew her loved her so.

She sniffed at the plant offered; the white flowers were so small and delicate, but they smelled very faintly. Maybe they had been picked a while ago and the pollen had been lost while Cadeau had travelled; regardless of that, Ibis decided they were a pretty specimen she'd have to look around the Hollow for. Maybe she could start her own garden of useful plants — if she stuck around.

The pitcher plant was even more intriguing to her. Something like that was a bizarre find. It wasn't native to the northwest but what did Ibis know! She investigated it quietly while Cadeau explained a few more things - then when she offered a trade, Ibis looked up from the pile of plants and smiled to the ruddy woman.

I would love to show you around the Hollow sometime. I mean, if my dad lets you visit... I'm sure we could convince him to allow it if you're willing to teach me about plants. I could even convince my friend Gannet to hang out with us, her face felt flush at the mention of him, and Ibis moved on quickly. Plants can be dangerous. I didn't know until I grabbed the wrong one, but he was there to help me.