While Shepherds Watched their Flocks

Kassander listened quietly as the Abaven healer spoke, absorbing the knowledge to bring home with him. Much of it he knew, but there were many things he did not, and he didn't want to miss one of those nuggets of new information because he had tuned it out. She passed around a head of garlic, and as it came to him he rolled it curiously between his paws. This was a form of garlic he'd never seen before, having never lived in an area where it grew. He'd always used the wild garlic. This one smelled much, much more potent as he sniffed at it, and the unique shape compared to wild garlic intrigued him. It was so much bigger. Was it as hardy? Could he plant some in the north as an experiment in cultivating it closer to home, or would it perish in the cold there? "There are hot springs," he offered without thinking, then tucked his chin to his chest in embarrassment. "For the hot water? Drinking the water is supposed to be good for you anyway right?" The reddish Abaven girl had questions, and though Kass had answers he hesitated to answer. He'd already broken his silence once and public speaking was... really not comfortable for him still, despite his stint as Ebony's alpha.