The letter - Oneiros and Sydney

End of May, Beeguh camp.

Oneïros dear,
I just found your letter while I returned from a scary adventure in a faraway country. News travel fast, I see, if you've already heard of Willka, my new recruit. I'd like to tell you my adventures myself, but as you know, I'm not always at the camp, and I missed your last visit. However, I'd love to benefit from your vast wisdom and have some of those curative balms you mentioned. Lately, I found out bruises and scratches are the most common problem during an adventure, and I won't disturb poor Boursin every time one of us is bruised. Papa Bear has no time for this, and both my assistants are quite reluctant to let anyone but me tend to their wounds. What plants would you need ? Could you send me a list ? I'm about to leave the camp again, for Walker, the lynx hunter, asked for my help for something. But Nigel and Willka are at home and can handle mail reception. The problem is: I never now much in advance where I will travel next, so it would be far more handy for me if I had a list of your wishes, and could deal with them whenever I can. You'll have to draw the plants or describe them precisely, for I'm no botanist and can't recognize an herb at first glance. If it is in my capacity to help you, it will be my pleasure.

May the sun shine upon your new home,
Kindest regards,

Sydney.