Halo or Horns? [LYDIA]

*Ankaios* · 06-02-2017, 06:22 AM

Ankaios watched the woman's deft demeanor with an air of approval. At his core he was a critical wolf, who set unintentionally high standards for his companions. It was unusual if he found someone who could possibly meet them. Oh, sure, he could tolerate just about anyone, but when it came to enjoying a presence? Well, so far Lydia had been concise, intelligent, and kind which were three things Ankaios typically found lacking in others. "Lead on," he said in his aloof, ever polite tone. His mind had begun to ramble, and he knew himself well enough to know he'd be useless at navigating for the moment. Anyways, it was obvious the young fae had a good head on her shoulders, and he marveled that she had required it so young. When he was her age, he was a downright pompous twat, and he'd be lying if he couldn't admit that perhaps a bit of that lingered yet today.

"Here they are!" Lydia's voice broke him out of his thoughts. Kai stepped closer to where Lydia had stopped, just before an impressive patch of stalks and leaves, domed with clusters of small white flowers. Lydia commanded that they dig, so dig he did. Wordlessly, he moved himself to a patch near yet not entirely adjacent of hers, hoping to give them each a bit of room before setting in on his task. The root structure was complex, a mass of thin tendrils which clung tightly into the earth. He wanted to be careful not to damage them, and was likely a bit more delicate with them than was strictly necessary. Finally, his specimen tugged loose. He held it in his mouth gingerly, and looked to see what Lydia had made of her own quarry, and found her with at least one extracted plant and well into working on another. He shrugged, proud of himself anyways, and started in on a second plant of his own.

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