Thoth did not possess the superiority gene that a few members of his family might have. The boy was too humble for that and wouldn’t take offense to being near ignored as he stumbled upon the stranger in the wood. The Ithuriel god was faced with the pale eyed man, his commoner’s build was nothing of note, but he shared the same deeper tones of Nephthys pelt. The mortal god watched the stranger return to his searching, only given a simple yes in return. The boy almost turned to go, his help didn’t seem to be wanted. However, the stranger mentioned dandelion. Now curious more than anything Thoth lingered, dual toned precious metal gaze trained on the gatherer.
Dandelion and marigold it seemed. The boy’s golden features tilted as the stranger finally looked back up as he asked where they might be found. ”If you’re using it to reduce inflammation it’ll be easier to find than violets.” He started, reducing the distance between them so it might be easier to speak. ”Dandelions aren’t blooming right now, so you’ll have to look for the leaf pattern.” Thoth looked around in the clearing, the short grass liking to hide his quarry. ”Ah, here.” He mumbled before trotting a few paces to the long serrated lobed leaves. He displayed the leaf with his paw. ”Marigold may be more challenging. I know I’ve seen them in this area before.” He lifted his head and looked around, silver and gold gaze unable to locate the flowers in their near vicinity.
