Farrow
Farrow ran towards the saplings, careful to step quickly around any burgeoning life and new growth, though she did spy a bit of Peppermint Bark growing on some poplar trees in the area. Farrow slowed as she approached the meeting place, marking down the location of the trees. Even if the paths changed in the wood, she was happy to mark these things down, at least for her own records. She had a hunch that peppermint bark might relieve nausea if chewed slowly, and she was happy to have found a new location for foraging.
As she approached the mangroves, Farrow spied Pheobe waiting, bags of seeds at her feet. She dusted her skirts a bit, though there was nothing that could remove the earth stain from the brown and green fabric, what with Farrow's pervasive foraging habits.
"H-hello!" she called, trying again to smile when Phoebe swung around to look at her.
As she approached the mangroves, Farrow spied Pheobe waiting, bags of seeds at her feet. She dusted her skirts a bit, though there was nothing that could remove the earth stain from the brown and green fabric, what with Farrow's pervasive foraging habits.
"H-hello!" she called, trying again to smile when Phoebe swung around to look at her.
When in doubt, use nettles
