Nova Peak unkundig

You pluck it? She questions with her answer, a tilt of her head to the side as though wondering if this was some sort of trick question. Last time they had plucked herbs together on the move, they had done such as that. However, she had yet to learn about digging plants from the roots in order to replant them to not only save for later, but to perhaps try and get them to grow much closer to a medicine den. She, of course, had no such thing yet. We could pluck them, take them back to the den to use so you can rest, dad. She was enjoying her time with him out looking for herbs, but knew too he could show her how to use them back in the comfort of the den he had been resting in and off his feet.