Blacktail Deer Plateau we must talk about our problems

A lot happened in a short span of time. Saarthal showed up, disquieted for the ailing girl. So Saarthal has knowledge of herbs too, then? Looks like Max knows a thing or two about that area as well, as she had heard something about poppy seeds before arriving here. Varinril was not completely lost in this area, having heard of poppy seeds before. Not that she'd give the seeds to anyone who asked, mind you; she has no idea how much was too much. Plants with healing properties can be toxic in large quantities.

A sprained ankle, huh? With how Max was running just now, she had no doubt the autumn furred girl is in good paws. The stranger stands, going on about how she lost a friend back in the forest. Varinril looks up, midnight eyes sweeping from north to south. Three forests. Blixen's friend will likely come tottering after her if said friend is not completely and utterly turned around. Might be best to look for her friend if they are as bad off as Blixen. In this, Varinril remains silent, attention shifting from red fur to gray to brown. Max was handling this situation as admirably as one can; she would defer to the healer.