Herbalists' Cache Don't let moments pass along and waste before your eyes

he didn't expect the topic of shit to pass the cherub's lips, so his formed a filmy smile she may have caught in the corner in her eye (did she need twinleaf? ha!) before he dispels it.

a boy through and through.

goldenseal seemed like a productive find. he rises to feet, deciding these pocket worthy moments could punctuate his life that dragged on,

partly because he thinks his father would enjoy this as well.

what does golden seal even look like?

he begins sniffing the ground, pointing his nose to his best guess, looking back at reverie.