More Than A Little While

*Holland* · 09-08-2019, 03:12 PM

Holland hesitated visibly, parting his lips to speak but thinking better of his words. he chose other ones. ones less like 'mind your own fucking business'. “I don't believe in doing violent acts” he replied more easily. if the boy had sense, it was clear he didn't want to talk about it much. it was a piss-poor answer but it was easy to understand. he was a hardened pacifist now. he shrugged, rolling his shoulders. "I only fight... to defend. I prefer the healing arts." just because he knew how to fight didn't mean he dedicated his time to it.

herbology itself was so much to learn. he would rather know fifty ways to bandage a wound over storing the knowledge of where to make another person suffer effectively. Holland grumbled softly at Alarr's precise way of foreseeing the troubled road ahead. he was right though. people will fight. they always did. "people... get scared. they get angry. confused. only think of themselves and their own people" even in a pack, family lines were often drawn. Holland already knew what he would do. he'd go out every day, trying to find something and bring it back. if it wasn't herbs, it was the sources of water or food. any little thing helped lessen the strain on the pack wolves.

"try to sort your herbs... per person. prepare a bundle for each one active in your pack. use only the bundle during this time. don't take from another person's bundle. that way, your pack knows everyone has an equal share. nobody is getting special treatment." but whether Alarr would take his advice was beyond Holland.

"2500/2500
note to self; using wits to make bear confused and flee
using herbs to heal, discussion, etc"

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