//Starter for @ethan387
Lisa huffed in annoyance as she grabbed a fistful of a plant growing at the base of a tree, though still treated it carefully as she cut it from its root. She's done this long enough to know how mad Miles would be if she came back with messed up herbs, but it still annoyed her to do it. It was just so boring.
"You use them just as much as I do," she mocked her father's deep voice to herself as she stuffed the herbs into her backpack, "If not more for your blasted concoctions."
She perked up a bit when she heard rustling and turned to see a wild hog digging in the dirt with its snout. Oh jackpot. It hasn't spotted her yet, so she crouched low to the ground on all fours, the images of roasted ham and pork chops dancing in her head as she stalked her prey.