Hot Tin Roof
09-12-2015, 12:54 PM
Integra's head quirked to the side as the boy spoke. Was he really nervous and shy or was there something goofy with his mouth that made him speak like that? It was a curiosity that would wait as he spoke of herb hunting and she grinned, nostrils flaring a bit as she tried to subtely take in his scent. She recognized the pack scent of Abaven as well as a variety of other plants as well. Had she met a fellow healer? He seemed to be the same age as her and she couldn't help but wonder how his studies were going in comparison to hers. She felt like she'd lost so much time the season she'd spent with the nomadic travellers that had taken her in. Integra nodded. "I'm herb hunting indeed. Fireweed is a very useful herb and plentiful in certain areas. Have you ever used this herb before? Sorry to assume, you smell like a healer to me." She grinned. "My name is Integra!" |