Emberwood I had a dream of the pale morning sky

Sandy could hunt all day. He could stalk and fight and take down deer, and rabbits and other creatures. But when it came to plants, it was looking at some other language. He had no idea what any of them meant. They were there, and he was certain they were useful, but other than some very well known ones, he was lost.

Is it alright to ask what made you not want to heal anymore?

He tilted his head at her hurried words. From someone's imagination. Well perhaps he names did come from some ones imagination. Not the plants, but the names? What's your favorite plant name?