you may say that i'm a dreamer
Using leaves to heal someone does not faze you in the least. You nod as though these were all very straightforward, run of the mill sort of tasks. "How many d'ya need altogether?" you ask aloud, but you're already hunting for the requested foliage.
The bright yellow leaf is not perfect, apparently; this, too, fails to bother you overly much. Tucking the sunny leaf into your pocket, you return to hunting over the ground, more than happy to help. "Why does the person need to be healed?- ah!"
Rising up, you display a second leaf, this one lined with veins of green. "Is this right?"
The bright yellow leaf is not perfect, apparently; this, too, fails to bother you overly much. Tucking the sunny leaf into your pocket, you return to hunting over the ground, more than happy to help. "Why does the person need to be healed?- ah!"
Rising up, you display a second leaf, this one lined with veins of green. "Is this right?"
