To Plant Some Seeds

Eliphas was slowly settling into the new lands in the south. He wasn’t completely comfortable yet, the quakes and ash saw to that, but he supposed one day when the sky was blue again it would be pleasant. Not that Eli wasn’t at home in such environments as this, though he preferred the lush forests of his home he could live near anywhere. He wondered if it would be better to make his den closer to his blood kin. He’d seen more than one forested Island in the Empire’s Archipelago.

Delicate ivory paws pulled him forward over the Armada’s territory, he’d heard of a garden being built and even if he wasn’t partial to the territory chosen he could help with that. He liked plants, liked horticulture. Eliphas’s alabaster paws secretly held green thumbs. With his ears perked the delicate Klein man found his way to the healer’s garden.

There was already another here doing his work. Eli thought he might have seen him at the meeting prior to their move southward. With the volcano’s nasty tantrum the plants hadn’t comeback near as strong as they should have. Finding rare seeds and nourishing them in the pack was their best course of action. Eliphas approached the small healer, his focus on his work and not on the approaching Druid.

”Armada Healer.” The shapely albino called out as he approached so the other might not startle so heavily. Snow white tail wagged at his hips as he offered the younger boy a crooked grin. ”What have you planned for this plot?” He asked curiously, wondering if he would be able to offer help.

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