It's a habitual world
09-09-2018, 06:03 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-15-2018, 05:10 PM by Riva.)
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Nosing through the stems told her that none of her recently collected herbs had survived the wind. She still had her dried stash, as she always did, tucked in the folds of her ribbon, but the point of today had been to add to them. She raised her head as the wolf that had spoken came into view. Riva gave her tail a friendly wag, meeting the emerald eyes of the wolf. “Hello, Baelfire, I’m Riva.” she returned the greeting. It was always nice to see a friendly face, and baelfire’s warm smile indicated that this wolf was gentle-natured. On top of that, she was a healer. Riva didn’t get to meet many others of her trade, and was always greatly interested to do so. “Are you a healer as well?” she inquired politely. It was always possible the scent of herbs on her coat came from living in a den with another healer, as well as a few other possibilities that ran through her mind. The younger wolf took a couple steps closer to the woman, and noticed with some surprise that they stood at the same height. She grinned happily. Every wolf she had met in these lands so far towered above her, it was nice to see someone she could look eye-to-eye with. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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