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For Silence

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The mainland, while annoying to reach, admittedly possessed a far greater variety of herbs and prey than their island offered. While he was no talented herbalist, Osamu did try to keep an eye on their stores to the best of his (limited) ability; he noted they were low on a few of their more uncommon plants and thought to replenish them.

Problem was, the details were already getting fuzzy.

What was the precise leaf shape again? Were they pointy, or smooth? He remembered little white flowers... but so many herbs had little white flowers, Osamu groaned inwardly. If he'd been smart he would have taken a sample with him, but it was too late now and he had no intention of paddling back and forth several more times.

He'd just grab whatever he could find and hope none of it was poisonous. Head low to the ground, the Samurai decided to trust his nose on this matter and hoped he might recognize its scent.

Distant thunder rumbled overhead as a steady drizzle began.

It was going to be a long afternoon.

Accompanied only by the soft patter of rain and the sound of his own thoughts, Osamu padded forward almost mechanically. Perhaps when he returned to Queen's Rest he might approach one of their healers for a few lessons in herbology, for the more time passed, the more drenched and uncomfortable his heavy coat became - and the more hopeless the venture seemed.

This had not been planned well.

Little white flowers, he thought irritably. Surrounded by acres of bindweed in full bloom, he could have pulled up a hundred little white-flowered plants and still been no closer to finding anything useful.

THUD

Osamu nearly leapt out of his own skin, bristling insinctively. Something had materialized and fallen from the sky not several yards away, and he stared ahead at the mass with wide eyes as he struggled to understand what - or rather, who - the lump was.

... Miss? he managed at last, having regained some level of composure. What on earth had just happened? Osamu crept forward to better assess the wolf for injury.

Are you - alright?

He'd be shocked if she was.