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Saraneth was out and about gathering herbs. She had sent her apprentice home for the day, as she cut her paw on a piece of cutting rock and was therefore useless at gathering the herbs she needed. No doubt if Sara had brought her apprentice with her she'd end up lifeless from the herbs she sought. An herb to help one sleep. When ingested they quickly fall into deep sleep, and Saraneth used it to help the injured gain some rest when their pain refused to allow it. It had other properties, though, and were much more dangerous. When absorbed directly into the blood, the effects were amplified, resulting in the person never waking, or their inevitable death. Herbs were always two-faced, like people, but predictable, unlike people.

Saraneth walked, her nose close to thr ground, searching for the herb in question. It grew slow and low, sometimes being impossible to find, and was very strenuous on her as she was fully grown and not a cub. Cubs were the best harvester for this, they were still low to the ground and noticed things quickly.

"Where are you?" Saraneth muttered to herself in her concentration, "Do not punish me like this."

Saraneth was almost caught off guard by the voice that called out to her. If it hadn't been for the fact she recognized the voice almost immediatly she would have jumped like a spooked rabbit. Saraneth often forgot that she was not the only one who roamed the lands, preferring to be away from the inner sanctum of their homeland than in it. Picking her head up from towards the ground, Saraneth called back, "My apologies, High Priestess. It's only I, Priestess Saraneth. I did not mean to alarm you."

Saraneth watched the ground closely as she made her way towards where the voice had come from. Perhaps Morrigan had spotted the herb she was in desperate need of. It took her a few moments before Morrigan was within sight. Sara didn't want to trample anything, in case the High Priestess was in need of it, "How do you fair this day, High Priestess?"

"The Gods reward their most loyal, High Priestess, and you are by far the loyalest I know," Saraneth said, a small smile on her face as she dipped her head to Morrigan out of respect. It was nice to see Morrigan out amoungst the rest, taking it upon herself to help with duties that others would simply pawn off on their lessers. Even menial work was therapuetic in a way, and could be something more than just time consuming.

"Indeed, there is something special I do seek, High Priestess. An herb that helps enduce sleep," She explained, a small sigh escaping her lips at her inability to find this herb on her own. Perhaps the Gods had orchestrated her and Morrigan's eventual meeting as a way of lending a hand to Saraneth. She could only hope.

"It grows low and slow to the ground, and resembles Mint, though without the smell. I use it to give the injured rest when their bodies refuse it, and I am afraid I am both out of it and having trouble spotting it," She said worriedly, "I would be shamed if I were to be out of it when someone was in need."

Saraneth,mith her green colored coat, always managed to blend in rather well with the plant-life during the growing seasons. Her stealth able to catch even the more experienced reapers off guard if she dare wished, but she could hold no candle to Morrigan's pelt, and how whether during the growing or the dying seasons, she could blend in practically anywhere. Saraneth often wondered if she should paint her pelt like Morrigan's in order to go unnoticed by most of the pride's members, but doing so would be an experiment she couldn't afford at the moment, so she only let her mind wonder about what the end results would be.

When Morrigan perked up, proclaiming that she had found a little of the sleep herb in which she had been feverishly searching for most of the day, she almost jumped. She had lost track of Morrigan when she blendid into the folliage below and was caught off guard by the craft High Priestess. It was a funny sight to see the quiet Priestess's hair on end, even if for a moment.

"Wondrous!" Saraneth nervously chirped, following Morrigan down to floor level to stake out what she had located. It was indeed the plant she had been searching for. Relief was all Saraneth could feel at the moment upon the herb's discovery. There would be some for the meantime after all. Next growing season she would have to harvest more and store it according so she would not go without, or maybe grow it... Yes. Growing her own little section may prove better.

"Thank you, High Priestess. I feared I would not find any at all, and the Gods know I've been searching the foliage floors for hours,"She sighed, "Your keen eye is truly a blessing upon you."

"No, no. The sleep herb was the only thing I was searching for, High Priestess. Thank you greatly for helping me find it," Saraneth said, dipping her head respectfully. "Is there anything you need help with? An extra pair of paws to help farm? I'd be more than happy to help you..."

Saraneth only wished that Morrigan would allow her to repay her kindness. It wasn't very often that Saraneth felt so very talkative and personable, so she figured she would definitely indulge her mood a bit. With Morrigan here, she figured it'd be much easier on her to relax and chat, being as Morrigan was a priestess like herself. They held many interestes and she may hold some knowledge of herbs she had never thought to use before. It was her chance to learn something.

"I don't wish to burden you," Saraneth said humbly, as she finished collecting the sleep herb, "But if you do need help, I am happy and willing to offer it to you."