E fiorisce

He followed after Starling, a sunken look on his face as he followed his son. It had been two nights after Allen had left with Nona and the pups, and he hadn't told anyone about it. He tried to act as normal as possible around Star, but he was pretty sure that the young man could pick up on his heavy heart. He had hopped that this outing with the healer would be good for him, get him out of his den and away from the rotting feelings that tried to drag him down. Shaking himself, he picked up his pace and nuzzled Star's scruff. "Allora, cosa stiamo cercando, esattamente?" He asked. Bass wasn't too into herbs, something that Starling knew very well. But the brown and white boy was pretty much dead set on involving him in some way. Not that he could really complain, he didn't get to spend enough time with his kids one on one. And with their siblings coming soon, he had a feeling that all their lives would be very different.

Golden eyes looked around, looking at all the green things around him. Any one of these things could be an herb and he really wouldn't have any idea. He could be stepping on one right now and not know the difference. He smirked softly, it was a good thing that his pack had healers, because he would be a terrible wolf to deal with boo boos. Shove some dirt into it, right? Cause that's pretty much all he knew.

"Speech"
'thoughts'
"Italian"