05-19-2020, 09:28 PM
Planting an herb garden naturally seemed like the type of think that Roan would be doing, rather than his uncle. In fact, that had originally been the plan, since the Typhoon's herb stocks were rapidly beginning to diminish thanks to the sudden influx of injuries. However, also because of that sudden influx of injuries, the young sage had suddenly found himself extremely busy, unable to really do anything except watch over and treat others. Michael had, at first, offered to help by simply going and stealing herbs from another group for themselves. Roan, unfortunately, was less than pleased with this idea, practically clawing his uncle's ears off with his words before he sent the bobcat off with a book and several sproutlings. He had been told a very specific place to plant all of the herbs, with Roan outlining each of the conditions that the plants needed to be grown in, in order to grow and work effectively. In all honesty, it was enough to make Michael's head spin even without the concussion, but he didn't want to disappoint the kid. So, he had tried to remember as much as possible of what he had been told, making his way out towards the jungle part of the Typhoon's territory with quite a grand variety of different sproutlings in tow.
It had taken a little bit of searching, but Michael had eventually found the exact location that Roan had told him about, right where sand met the edge of the jungle. It was perfect for several different kinds of herbs, since it provided them not only with a dense leafy area, but also with sand and sunlight as well. Taking a deep breath, the bobcat began to shove his dark paws against the sand and dirt, clawing up big pawfuls and tossing them aside. He did the celandine first, since it could sit right on the line between sand and jungle. He then moved on to the dock, planting the roots of the large leafed plant slightly further within the jungle. Next was the horsetail in the slightly damper area of the jungle, and then the fennel as well. Before long, Michael's front legs were dirty and brown all the way up to the elbow, and he could feel exhaustion clawing at him. Shoving his paws into the dirt to plant one of the last sproutlings, he cursed as his claws caught on a thick root hidden down below, twisting his ankle painfully. Yanking one of his paws back into his chest, the privateer grumbled lowly, "I wish Roan would've warned me of what a pain in the ass this would be..." It was entirely possible that the boy had warned Michael, and he had just been too in his own head to hear it, or he had just accidentally ignored it when one if the waves of nausea from his concussion hit him.
It had taken a little bit of searching, but Michael had eventually found the exact location that Roan had told him about, right where sand met the edge of the jungle. It was perfect for several different kinds of herbs, since it provided them not only with a dense leafy area, but also with sand and sunlight as well. Taking a deep breath, the bobcat began to shove his dark paws against the sand and dirt, clawing up big pawfuls and tossing them aside. He did the celandine first, since it could sit right on the line between sand and jungle. He then moved on to the dock, planting the roots of the large leafed plant slightly further within the jungle. Next was the horsetail in the slightly damper area of the jungle, and then the fennel as well. Before long, Michael's front legs were dirty and brown all the way up to the elbow, and he could feel exhaustion clawing at him. Shoving his paws into the dirt to plant one of the last sproutlings, he cursed as his claws caught on a thick root hidden down below, twisting his ankle painfully. Yanking one of his paws back into his chest, the privateer grumbled lowly, "I wish Roan would've warned me of what a pain in the ass this would be..." It was entirely possible that the boy had warned Michael, and he had just been too in his own head to hear it, or he had just accidentally ignored it when one if the waves of nausea from his concussion hit him.
[glow=#75603C,1,000]" oh, it's a setup, no, no, we won't fall. "[/glow] ![[Image: Sx2KbYd.png]](https://i.imgur.com/Sx2KbYd.png)
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— Reggan