Che cosa sto facendo?

*Starling* · 01-13-2016, 03:46 PM

He smiled brightly at her as they began to move, and he practically skipped in his first few steps. He needed to move, it was weird. If he wasn't searching he felt so stagnant. His entire life was looking for herbs and figuring out how to use them to benefit others. When she spoke of his father, he couldn't help but feel a little curious, tilting his head towards her. "Y-you certainly s-seem to kn-know him w-well." He said softly. He had never heard of her, and until really recently he hadn't even seen her. Was she another aunt? Or maybe just a friend Bass never got around to mentioning. Either way, he smiled softly and looked down at the earthen floor, his eyes quickly looking for something he could pick. "D-dad i-isn't as cl-clumsy as y-you say he is, a-at least n-not as long as I h-have known him." He said with a faint laugh, looking at her. "But s-sometimes h-he does sp-spar so h-he does g-get hurt..." He hummed softly, looking back around again. "B-but then agian, i-it's kind o-of a warriors job t-too get hurt, isn't it?" He said softly before he suddenly paused, looking at her with large blue eyes. Proud? "O-oh, well, I g-guess" He said softly, awkwardly. "I-it's not th-that I'm a quick l-learner.." Which he was. "I-it's that...th-the first t-time I saw sp-spring I f-fell in l-love with th-the p-plants th-that came o-out of n-nothing...a-and it was all n-natural from there." He said softly. And it was true. Starling never really "learned", he just floated through new knowledge like it had always been meant for him.

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