Herbalists' Cache Was scream “Please don’t call 9-1-1!”

Took me a couple of days but here you go, Danni! @Etienne

At times, her mind wandered back home, curious about her family. How was her mother and her father? Her brother and sister? Did they miss her? She missed them all terribly, only able to fight off the homesickness so much, but it was always there—lingering just below the surface.

And yet, at the same time, she was thrilled about being so far away—about exploring these new (to her) lands. Honestly, she had gotten bored of the land back home, the familiarity of it taking the joy out of exploring—couldn’t explore that which she already knew, after all. But each place she found here was new and exciting, something to learn and remember to tell stories about later.

The next break in her travels dropped her off into what appeared to be a regular forest; it reminded her a bit of home, the pine needles underfoot providing a soft cushion to walk across. But beyond that, she wasn’t as impressed as with the previous places she’d been—Kovette was not the least bit familiar with herbs and the like, knowing only the warning her father had given: do not eat any unknown or unusual plants. Even still, she welcomed the softer path and delved into the dim woods, her pace slow and demeanor relaxed.