Who We Are Isn't How We Live

*Aranea* · 05-14-2018, 11:32 AM

Her neck would flash towards the woman who approached her. She wasn't scared, but definitely startled to the voice as she wasn't expecting anyone to want to speak to her, at least so soon. She would look up towards the falls to her remark and then come to look at her with maybe even a bit of confusion still from being spoken to. "Oh, yeah, I'm worried about the herbs too." She stated and looked where she trailed the many different wilted plants.

Eyes flicked back as she introduced herself as Razi, an unusually fitting name for her unusual golden blonde markings. She was beautiful for sure and Aranea couldn't help but wish she had those colors too. The main darkness of her pelt along with light markings were stunning.

"Aranea," she replied back with the nod of her head. She dropped her herbs now so she wasn't speaking with her mouth full anymore, but would eye the purple petals before answering, "Yeah, kind of." Her nose twitched to the thought. She wasn't really hunting for the herb, she actually needed it. But she didn't want to tell this woman about her "prescription" nor did she want her to know about her past. She was trying to start over here.

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