One Man's Trash... [Peregrine]
08-12-2016, 04:03 PM
Rœkia grinned. "Nothing would make me happier than to wander the world with you, Peregrine. Also, you're not alone. I've been wandering awhile but there is still so much to see and discover." The idea of a perfect hideout pleased her greatly. Rœkia had a number of misses and had even lost entire dens full of supplies to miscalculations and inclement weather but each loss was a lesson gained and sooner or later she'd get the game down. Containers would be incredibly handy and Rœkia could feel excitement bubbling up in her gut with the possibilities of elements contained and at the tips of her toes that she could not hold before. Many of the best remedies required being mixed with fat and some poisons, like the Jimson Weed, were most potent when the juice was used. "I'd like to give it a try or perhaps have Wolf try for me." The bird puffed up his chest. "My dear ladies there are very few feats of dexterity that I can not accomplish!" Rœkia chuckled to herself and watched carefully as Peregrine laid out the jimson weed before following suit, directing Wolf with a few knowing gestures. When necessary she'd pierce a leaf on one of the twigs, threading it down to hold it in place though for the most part she wished to leave the plants undamaged. At least for now… "Talk" Wolf Think |