When the going gets tough

*Ankaios* · 12-15-2015, 08:25 AM

Zuriel's words echoed in his mind. Boneset... A hundred times over he'd reviewed what he'd learn, gods forbid that he ever forget it. That just wouldn't do. No, he was going to master his knowledge of herbs, and that would start with this one. It seemed like a perfectly useful plant! And he wanted to find his own sprig this time around, now that he'd run out of the boneset Zuriel had given him. His cold, of course, was a tad more stubborn and refused to dissipate in it's entirety. It may have had something to do with the plant she'd chosen for him being frosted and shriveled. Still, the symptoms were utterly livable in comparison to the torture he'd been facing before.

He breathed in deeply through his nose until... At last! That familiar scent drifted to him on the wind. With a self-assured smile he picked up the pace, trotting forward into the marshy land. Bird call echoed on every side, and more than once he flushed a large flock of fowl out from their hiding place. Perhaps after a good days work he'd find himself a meal here too. For now though, herbs. He passed several other potent plants on his trek but he knew better than to go investigating them without knowing what they were or what they did. At last, when he stuck his nose to the roots of a stalk, the familiar scent of boneset flooded him. At last! He began to dig at it, but managed only to halfway uproot it before he was interrupted by a voice. He jolted in surprise and mentally kicked himself for not being more aware.

Leaving the plant for now, he turned towards it's source and cocked his head to the side. To go, or to stay? He pondered for only a breath before the brilliantly hued man trotted forwards. He came upon two women, both smaller than him and one smaller by a great deal. He hadn't the foggiest who'd spoken, but he did focus his attention on the pile of plants at the woman's feet once he got around to noticing them. "Boneset," he said simply. It was not a question, merely an observation. The thought flashed through his mind to take the plants and make a run for it but, no. Clearly the woman had been educated, and she would be of more value to him while happy and complacent. He sat down, wrapping his tail neatly against the side of his body, posture straight and prim like his mother had taught him. "Hello, ma'am. My name is Ankaios. Would you mind terribly if i sat with you for a moment?" The words felt rigid and rehearsed inside his head, but if it sounded polite that was all that mattered. Already a frustration was mounting inside of him at the thought of the woman saying no. He was a patient man, but if did not wish to wait for this knowledge. He wanted to be greedy instead, he wanted it now. It did not occur to him that he'd been paying the other female absolutely no mind at all, and that some might consider that rude.

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