Lion Head Mesa learned,

toula greeted tavina softly and warmly. her youth permitted perhaps some modicum more of affection than she would display when she was older, but there was something to be said about how toula no longer sprinted into the room to circle tavina and hound her with kisses as she once had when she was very young. and somehow, that was not too terribly long ago!
she settled alongside the sesh, looking to the table. her mind worked to remember these things, placed in a different inventory than all of her prayers were. calendula, she began, which can help with infection, and burnwounds. calendula was a bright, vibrant flower toula had found quite lovely. it seemed the easiest to remember, and the easiest to start with... but then, perhaps she had made an error with another floral looking plant she had forgotten? she peered to tavina, to see if she had done well to start, or if perhaps she misidentified the herb.