don't skip the formalities

Despite his guesting at Valhalla, it wasn’t often that Tornach called for her. She’d been working on more of the pendants with Ayodele, this one an obsidian arrowhead she’d found on a venture recently. Now that she’d fully glowed, the locks of hair that they wove together carried the same light, though much weaker after parting from her body. Would the light fade, leaving the shimmer behind?

She waited long enough for Ayodele to tie off the braid before she tucked the half-completed bauble away in a secret spot and trotted from the cave and out of the ravine, picking up the pace to an easy flowing lope as she arrowed in on her Uncle’s location.

She slowed as she neared the wall, falling into an elegant step as she slid from the tall plains grass, looking for the tall man and finding him. He didn’t seem to be in duress, but there was blood on the air, and her eyes fell to the dog, features falling easily into the natural, gentle smile as she approached the two. The collie dog looked frankly embarrassed, and quite injured.

“Hello.” Her voice was gentle, warmly soothing before she looked up at Tornach, ears perked. She had no issue with allowing the young dog to enter the territory—he was with her uncle and visibly hurt, so she listed off a treatment, eyes asking if Tornach approved as she nodded toward the hillock, inviting as she shifted in that direction.

“Yarrow and Agrimony tea to wash the wounds and stop the bleeding, and a calendula salve with comfrey as an added bandage poultice? Cairo found bees a few days ago, and we managed to get some of the honey and the wax. We left enough for the hive to rebuild on—a bear had already found the nest before he did.”

It was clear that she adored the thundercloud healer, relieved he was alright, especially as she'd seen Aiden begin keeping a keen-eyed watch for him.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think