ANYTHING CAN BE EATEN EVEN IF YOU SAY NO ⚘ plexus

EVERY GRIN WE SHARE IS LIKE.
"speech." . 'thoughts' . attack

he supposed that it likely wasnt in his best interests to be out and about when it was this humid, but he had a visitor, and he wanted to show him his beloved herb pond. leading the way with his tail trembling in excitement, body language belying his excitement to show him this. looking back over his shoulder to make sure that the other tom was following, his veil drifting in the gale, gently clouding around his scarred muzzle and face. pawing it down from his face, he would grin, though whether it could be seen or not was not something he knew, tail waving a proud banner behind himself as he turned back to the trail when the guru had caught up.

trotting ahead, he would brush aside hanging moss and vines to expose the clearing that he'd called his own, bordering a meadow within which a few deer dozed, the smaller domestic feline pulling himself to the ground and cautiously creeping so as not to disturb the peacefully grazing hoofed ruminants. flicking his ears and tail, he led the way to the more sequestered away section of the meadow, showing off the calm waters in which he'd planted his aquatic type herbs, others on the ground not far away from the edge of the water. tail tip shivering in pleased delight as he padded in, sniffing at his herbs and around to double check for any signs of danger before sitting down with a pleased air to himself. he would let plexus take any he would like from this place, it contained herbs that he could both grow on himself, and the more rare kind that didn't always grow in the territory. it was more so a place for a planned future greenhouse once the spring thaw had arrived.

[member=16278]PLEXUS[/member]

A PRAYER COMMITTED TO THE SONG WE SING.
aesior opheles of tanglewood. -- grim - feline shifter.

credit @/teef