Hushed Willows Put a spell on me

It was once again the sveppum that she was after. She trailed the scent like a hound, eager to grow her steadily increasing collection. @Stjornuati knew of her desire to do this, though it was unclear whether or not he approved. All the poppy girl knew was that these fruits of knowledge would serve the Watch well. Most importantly, they would serve her well in both use and the power she might gain from their need.
As she moved, she found the scent of a coyote, exciting her hunter's heart. Curiosity pushed her forward.
The animal she found was dark, unlike the beasts she knew from the north. Close to her, there was a pile of berries that the little thing had taken from the nearby foliage. This gave Valmúa an idea. You there, she called, and pushed closer to the little black scavenger, a mild sneer upon her lips. Are you harvesting berries?