The Heartwood i'm not a complete wretch, i fetch

Garlic would be great. Maybe Turmeric? And a little purple coneflower…

Bridget ran through an inventory silently as she nosed along, wending a path through the wood. She might have more luck if she had gone towards the meadows, but she wanted to give the flowers that way a bit more time to bloom. The forest was more likely to have some of the plants that would grow earlier and survive some of the early spring frosts. So probably not coneflower…

She’d already found a few useful plants and taken note of them, resolving to retrieve them on her way back.

Her ears pricked when she heard the sounds of someone else nearby, barely audible. Whoever it was seemed to be keeping a low profile, and with the wind against her, she couldn’t catch a scent. Immediately curious, Bridget considered calling out a greeting, but hesitated. If he was hunting she’d scare off any potential prey by doing that, and she’d been carelessly loud already just walking through here.