02-01-2020, 02:42 PM
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Aine took care with the herbs she chose. Just a few, freshly-grown herbs used for basic first aid. Each plant, she had set gently atop a large leaf, to avoid touching the ground directly. Aligned in a very neat line with a critical eye. Horsetail. Marigold. Chamomile. Bindweed. Poppy seeds. Aloe vera. Thyme.
She rocked on her paws a little. Set up complete. Okay. Her mouth felt a little dry. Chest tight. But she could do this.
"Hey!" Again, her ears flicked down. Maybe she ought to tone down a little. "'m teaching herbs!" Better.
I'll come back when you call me
Teaching. Hard to say if the petite vixen felt inclined to the practice. Given her age, it could hardly be expected to matter to her. But Aine felt self-conscious when too many eyes looked at her. She didn't like to speak loudly, though she had more than proven in the past she could. But Kydobi had asked her to do this, so she would.Aine took care with the herbs she chose. Just a few, freshly-grown herbs used for basic first aid. Each plant, she had set gently atop a large leaf, to avoid touching the ground directly. Aligned in a very neat line with a critical eye. Horsetail. Marigold. Chamomile. Bindweed. Poppy seeds. Aloe vera. Thyme.
She rocked on her paws a little. Set up complete. Okay. Her mouth felt a little dry. Chest tight. But she could do this.
"Hey!" Again, her ears flicked down. Maybe she ought to tone down a little. "'m teaching herbs!" Better.
— aine | the pitt | commodore of the crows | fae druid —