BlueMist: *Waiting in her den* *She brushes her tail gently across a few poppyseeds* *She opens her mouth, trying to speak, but can't* *Mind: No matter how many times I try to speak.. nothing works*
Nightpaw:*she grabbed a small amount of borage and started looking for older leaves*hmm..*she found a dry leaf and put it toward the front of the pile, then out the pile back*
BlueMist: *She unsheathed her claws, and gently marked an herb in the earth* *Mind: Marigold. I need marigold.* *She tried her best to detail the drawing so Nightpaw knew what she meant*
Nightpaw: Mallow Leaves?...no...hmmm.... Marigold! *she spun around* we are low! I’ll go get some!
*she came back a while later with a lot of marigold and put it away*