Blacktail Deer Plateau Where only brush and Briar grow

A bone weary sigh worked it's way up from her throat. You're lack of herbal knowledge never ceases to amaze me, Laire.

She offered up the nickname she had given him, truthfully not caring if he didn't like it or not. His name was hard to pronounce and it sounded stuffy and princely and just nope. Not gonna.

She eyed him with narrowed eyes. You tuned me out not even two seconds into the conversation didn't you.

She shook her head and motioned for him closer and if he would she'd bop him very seriously, though very lightly on the nose.

They are white petals with yellow center. The center kinda protrudes out a little like alittle bulb.