Fastened with String and Bubblegum
07-28-2018, 09:48 AM
While he tried to be unobtrusive, Malleus couldn't help but study the woman as she looked the ginseng plant over. Even without knowing her age Ara was quite possibly the oldest wolf he'd ever met. Abraxas weren't exactly known for their longevity so Malleus didn't have much experience with elderly wolves. The weak and the old tended to be cut from the lot as soon as it was clear they'd outlived their usefulness. Ara seemed to defy what he thought an old person should look like. Although her body showed signs of an advanced age, she didn't strike him as a fragile, tottering old crone. Her eyes were bright and her voice was strong, and it was quite clear in the short amount of time that they'd been talking that she was sharp as a tack. Malleus nodded in agreement with her assessment and filed the bit about shock away for later use. In response to her question he nodded again, then said, "Quite a bit, actually." He smiled, chuckled softly, and ran a paw over the plant's cheery red flowers before seeking out Ara's gaze again. "My family seems to be made up of the 'fight first, ask questions later' types. You might say I cut my teeth on tending battle wounds." He eyed the plant again, then said, "I've never used ginseng in my treatments of fighters, though. It's one of those plants that's never on hand when I need it." |