Firefly Glen [PHE] uĝayaasix̂

Sorry for the wait!

Rosehip—she observed the herb, and tried to commit it to memory in that quick and fleeting moment. There were others that were listed off next, and Nantahala did her best to keep up while retaining the information that Sobielle provided.

Wow, she breathed, clearly impressed. You sure know a lot of herbs!

The question that was asked brought pause to Nantahala—what was a “maman”???—and she hesitated for a moment as her face scrunched up. I’m Nantahala, she answered at last, feeling confident in at least that part. What’s a “maman”??? she asked curiously. I’ve never heard that word before. While it almost sounded like Sobielle had said “mama”, there was that pesky “n” that confused Nantahala.