sparkling cinnamon

Clementine continued her idle search. Obsidian paws brushed away dirt and twigs in order to find any green she could. A pink and black nose twitched as it lingered low towards the ground to inhale any scents of herbs. Her tail was neutral and her demeanor was as well. She was neither inviting nor off putting to say the least. Yet, a smile lingered across her inky lips per usual. The babe was normally rather pleasant but within solitary moments like this she remained quite level on the scales. Silver eyes pointed downward as it scanned the earth in curiosity and determination. To her knowledge this region will be blossoming with herbal life in a few months come spring. For now she knew there were a few herbs that can withstand the harsh winter is was just a matter of finding them.

The sounds of pad falls filled her ebon ears and her gaze swiftly moved from the ground towards the culprit. Clem remained still as her gaze took in the silver and obsidian furred male that was seemingly minding his own business. The babe was not normally a skeptic but she was not okay with continuing on with her business with a male so close behind. This just meant she would happily go introduce herself! The Wreckage woman perked up and straightened her head. Lithe paws carried her lean form towards the male with a sparkling smile. "Hello there." The babe stopped at about seven tail lengths away to give plenty of room between them. "Are you here for herbs as well?" Clem's head tilted as her sweet gaze poured into his own.

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