Silvertip Mountain bileflowers

Arielle looked away, a small sigh leaving her lips. When she focused her gaze back on Merrick, her expression showed mostly acceptance. Okay, she murmured. I'll try. It would be difficult for her, but she would always try to obey his wishes.

I'm fine, she answered softly when he asked after her condition. Better now. The water had helped greatly with the burning in her throat and the taste of bile that clung to her tongue. Her stomach still protested a little, angry with her for taking in something poisonous. It could be easily ignored, though.

Would you like to see what plants I've collected so far? she asked after a moment. She had been busy, eagerly filling her days with the study of the plants in and around their territory. 

we can end here or keeping going if you'd like. i'm fine with either!