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Verdant gaze shuttered as he noticed her features shift from pleased to wary. Oh no, he'd done it again. She was upset with him. Though she leaned close to nuzzle him affectionately, he was already tensing up with anxiety. "I'm glad you brought this to my attention, I had no idea" she finally said, vocals soft and hesitant. "We have no need for dangerous herbs, unless they have medicinal purposes?" she didn't pause for him to answer, and he knew she wasn't interested in using these herbs. "Would you be willing to be part of a team organized to dig them out and salt their roots? We should remove them before spring fully blooms" she offered then. Auds flat against his skull, tail beating nervously against the ground, he thought hard. That would be tricky.

"Some of the toxins might be useful for cleaning infection, if diluted. Belladonna," he waved a paw in the direction he'd seen the plant. "induces paralysis, so if it were diluted properly it could serve as a sedative." he offered softly, gaze locked on his dark paws. His body thrummed with anxiety. He'd been stupid to bring it up, he was such an idiot. Foolish worm. Grim snarled in the back of his head. He sucked in a deep breath, trying to calm his whirling mind. "I would need to take some time to train them on how to remove the plants safely, many of them are too toxic to touch." he finally replied, though he wasn't ready to meet her gaze yet. He felt ashamed for bringing up his previous teachings- they didn't belong here.

The soft sound of Miss Shaye remembering what she'd come by to talk about drew him away from his thoughts. "Yes. I wanted to see how you would feel about taking on a garden of your own. Abaven is a large terratory and one herb garden isnt enough for it. Would you want the project?" she offered warmly. She didn't sound mad anymore. Slowly, he lifted his gaze to meet her eyes and search for any hidden emotion. There was none of the irritation or disgust he was anticipating from her earlier reactions. Auds dared to lift hesitantly from where they were pressed against his skull, flickering towards standing perked atop his skull. Tail swept across the leaf litter a few times. "I would like that, Miss Shaye." he rasped, attempting to keep his features neutral. Miss Shaye was the leader, she was offering him an opportunity to help the pack and make himself useful.