would you follow me?

She didn’t begin to deny his accusation of stalking as she uttered a simple ”yes”. She took another moment to follow his movements, the waning light obviously effecting her unreliable eyesight. He sat back on his haunches and curled his tail around his paws as he watched her and she gave excuse to her behavior. Searching for herbs, she had mentioned that she was a healer. It seemed plausible so Ox didn’t press the issue. Eris was a peppy wolf, nothing like the wolves he grew up with. He hadn’t decided if the personality trait amused or annoyed him quite yet.

Offering up the facade of polite gentleman, Oxide listened as she went on a tangent about her plants. The stubborn boy had never been one for herbology, too much memorization. It was boring. He was a young warrior, and preferrred the active sport to selfless helping. ”...If you'd like to help me look..” Ox felt himself rolling his eyes. She already owed him her life, and now she wanted him to tag along on a herb gathering mission?

He should have told her no, told her to go and find one of her siblings to seek out the plant. Deep garnet eyes looked her over for a long moment. The mostly blind healer out in the night searching for plants without a familal guide? He peered at her for another moment before he gave her an answer, ”I suppose I could spare the time.” If she didn’t offer he would demand his own share of the plant. Occasionally he suffered from insomnia and he wondered if it could help him. ”Should I lead again?” He asked, teasing her about their last encounter subtly.