Ilfirin had decided that day that she would gather material for her medical cabinet; she needed some of the plants, as she was running low on them. She had a small bag passed over her shoulder; she had a long white nurse dress over her usual darker oriental like clothes. She didn't seem to feel the cold when indeed she did, but what was the point in protecting yourself against it when it could do no damage to you.
Her comfortable boots, though they were not supposed to be hot enough for the temperature were not made for that type of locomotion in the snow, meaning she was knee deep in it, hopefully, once in the shade of the trees, it would be no problem. Walking towards the foreboding looking forest, she knew the students would certainly not go there, so she would be able to collect her plants in peace.
The sun was blazing through the few scattered clouds. The sky was blue, of a shade similar to the eyes of babies. Few would have thought that day to be in anyway depressing. She was a bit lost in thoughts, of a list of things she needed to gather. There were some tree barks, some plants that survive the winter into a stasis under the snow. Sure she would have to go into a green house to have what else she needed, but what she could find of the wild varieties she wanted to have.
The domesticated one always seemed less effective to her, but since it was winter, the black haired woman would have to content herself with those. Shaking her head to clear her mind of the unwanted thoughts, Ilfirin looked around as she entered the dark and gloomy forest. She had a small black tucked in its sheath under her belt, with a few pouches settled next to it as well.
She found an oak, and looked around to see if it was next to a pine tree, to her joy, it was. There were certain plants that a witch friend of hers had told her only lived between an oak and a pine. Taking a small, well miniature, shovel from one of her pouches, she dug in the snow, being mindful of not damaging the plants she was sure to find. Amazing sometimes the nature was, she had found a plant once that lived only in winter and on top of the snow at that.
She even had a potted plant of that one; she kept it in her freezer. It gave highly potent flowers when it came to healing, once dried, they could be used as a form of tea to heal most minor illnesses, like a cold or a minor diarrhea. It wasn't the one she was searching for at the moment though; she was searching for snow oak grass, the first plant that had gone missing. It was useful against minor burns and rashes.
She found it, a handful of pale green half a feet long grass. Digging around it, she pulled the whole plant out of the frozen soil, shaking the mud from its roots. Everything in it could be useful, from the roots to the bulbs to the grass itself. The nurse started to hum under her breath, enjoying the cold hair wiping her long hair back from her face.
Crouching in the snow some meters afar from where she found the first plant she was looking for, she dug into the snow, searching for a plant she knew would survive the winter, though she was disappointed in not finding it. Wiping her dirtied hand on a cloth hung on her belt, she cut some of the trees' bark as well as the needles of some evergreen trees. She placed all of it in her bag, setting them so none of it would be crushed.
Starting again, she looked around for what more could be useful, walking deeper and deeper into the forest. There was an apple tree some way off the track she was following and she saw it still had some apples on its branches. They were frozen, but she could use it into a pie or even to do cider. So, she climbed in the tree and started to pick the apples with her knife, putting them into her bag.
Her comfortable boots, though they were not supposed to be hot enough for the temperature were not made for that type of locomotion in the snow, meaning she was knee deep in it, hopefully, once in the shade of the trees, it would be no problem. Walking towards the foreboding looking forest, she knew the students would certainly not go there, so she would be able to collect her plants in peace.
The sun was blazing through the few scattered clouds. The sky was blue, of a shade similar to the eyes of babies. Few would have thought that day to be in anyway depressing. She was a bit lost in thoughts, of a list of things she needed to gather. There were some tree barks, some plants that survive the winter into a stasis under the snow. Sure she would have to go into a green house to have what else she needed, but what she could find of the wild varieties she wanted to have.
The domesticated one always seemed less effective to her, but since it was winter, the black haired woman would have to content herself with those. Shaking her head to clear her mind of the unwanted thoughts, Ilfirin looked around as she entered the dark and gloomy forest. She had a small black tucked in its sheath under her belt, with a few pouches settled next to it as well.
She found an oak, and looked around to see if it was next to a pine tree, to her joy, it was. There were certain plants that a witch friend of hers had told her only lived between an oak and a pine. Taking a small, well miniature, shovel from one of her pouches, she dug in the snow, being mindful of not damaging the plants she was sure to find. Amazing sometimes the nature was, she had found a plant once that lived only in winter and on top of the snow at that.
She even had a potted plant of that one; she kept it in her freezer. It gave highly potent flowers when it came to healing, once dried, they could be used as a form of tea to heal most minor illnesses, like a cold or a minor diarrhea. It wasn't the one she was searching for at the moment though; she was searching for snow oak grass, the first plant that had gone missing. It was useful against minor burns and rashes.
She found it, a handful of pale green half a feet long grass. Digging around it, she pulled the whole plant out of the frozen soil, shaking the mud from its roots. Everything in it could be useful, from the roots to the bulbs to the grass itself. The nurse started to hum under her breath, enjoying the cold hair wiping her long hair back from her face.
Crouching in the snow some meters afar from where she found the first plant she was looking for, she dug into the snow, searching for a plant she knew would survive the winter, though she was disappointed in not finding it. Wiping her dirtied hand on a cloth hung on her belt, she cut some of the trees' bark as well as the needles of some evergreen trees. She placed all of it in her bag, setting them so none of it would be crushed.
Starting again, she looked around for what more could be useful, walking deeper and deeper into the forest. There was an apple tree some way off the track she was following and she saw it still had some apples on its branches. They were frozen, but she could use it into a pie or even to do cider. So, she climbed in the tree and started to pick the apples with her knife, putting them into her bag.