Stubborn Creatures

Callisto had informed him that no, the plants were not poisonous, which was good as he could've sworn that a teeny bit had gotten into his mouth when digging them up. The dryer and dead bulbs had crumbled away at his touch, and he imagined that inhaling them wouldn't have done to good for his health if they were poisonous. But the 'elusive' bush and or cluster of the herbs seemed to please Callisto, even as she picked them up to store away. The cat, Belladonna, as she was now named, had spoke of him being glad to have found the herbs as the feline rapidly prowled out of sight after being insulted. Jakart was glad to have found the plants, Callisto seemingly even more so judging by the surprise on her muzzle when he had arrived.

A sense of guilt overcame him. He wished the cat well even if the insult was somewhat desired, it having elicited a sharp laugh from his once mate. A rarity, though she hid her good spirits well when coming out of the den. Callisto spoke of having him take her to where be had pointed out later, Jakart giving a simple nod. Curiosity was starting to bubble up within him, the male shifting on his paws. "What are the plants for? Seems to put Bella in a snip when you went inside." He tilted his head slightly and stood with a shake. The damn needles always seemed to remain no matter how much he tried to rid himself.