Wapun Meadow Plates and Saucers

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Like a sodden sparrow, she flounced through the wildflowers with the spring of an antelope in her step. The grasses were dappled with tiny droplets of water, but at least the grey skies held any impending rainfall within their undulating depths. She was wondering if the sun might even come out as she galloped along, bright eyes searching here and there for- ah! There it was. She sped through the grazzes, zig-zagging to avoid the prick of burdocks, until she found the plant she'd been searching for. 

Not far away, she'd established a bit of a cache, and had been adding herbs to it as she came across them. Once she found the feathery, green plant she began to dig it up, careful not to disturb the bulb. The flowers had long since gone to seed, and she shoped to use those too- fennel could be useful for a number of things, and the seeds could be stored for quite some time. There was a fair patch of them, so she continued, digging one plant up after the other, flinging dirt out between her hind legs with wreckless abandon.