Snippet #2655962

Laoire had been up for quite some time and had ventured just outside of the campground that they called their home. She had gone to gather some plants, intending to make a couple things out of them. She had found what she was looking for, though it took her a little longer than she had intended as every small sound she heard made her whip around and search for the source of the noise. She tried to keep her paranoia to a minimum when around the others, but she could tell it was slowly getting worse. She didn't know what to do to help it either, it was now just a part of her.

She plucked one more yellow-orange flower from the small group she had found and examined it closely. Back in Scotland her Gran had taught her a lot about plants and the many uses for them just like her gran before he did and the one before that. It was an old family tradition to pass down the knowledge of how to use different plants to treat things and Laoire couldn't be more appreciative of it now with the situation she was in.

She was staring at the plants as she made her way back to the camp and almost didn't notice Theo, practically running right into him as she let out a frightened squeak. "Bloody hell Theo ya scared me, I almost wallaped ya on the head." She said with a small laugh, her Scottish accent thick, as she bent down to retrieve the basket she had dropped and all the contents that were in it. She glanced up at him briefly before deciding to explain why she had all the small purple and yellow-orange flowers. "Some of the wee wean's have just been attacked by the bugs so I decided to gather some lavender and calendula to make up and ointment to help them." She finally stood back up and gave him a smile. "Sorry I ran into ya like that I guess I was just lost in my own thoughts I wasn't paying much attention to where I was heading." She apologized still giving him a friendly smile.