Purple Plant
{ healing skill }
08-24-2020, 10:35 PM
Mags was once again astounded by the generosity of the wolves in her newfound pack. This particular woman-or Meadow, as she had introduced herself- carried herself with a soft grace that Maggot was quick to admire. Mags, still being unfamiliar with such kindness, instantly took to the woman as being a new friend. Mags failed to notice the momentary falter in Meadow's smile, her indigo eyes peering up at the woman curiously. Though the girl was paying attention to what Meadow was saying, she couldn't help but let her eyes wander over the silken fur of her new friend. Her tail began to wiggle softly, her brows raising at the mention of Iolaire. A soft grin wormed its way on to her maw, oblivious to the woman's guilt over the lavender conversation.
"Oh, yes, Iolaire is really smart! I sometimes feel a bit intimidated talking to her, she just knows so much," Mags returned earnestly, all doubt erased from her mind that Meadow was dangerous. The girl paused eyes scrunching as she took a moment to formulate a response, having grown distracted at the mention of her mentor.
Her gaze shifted around for another moment or two before she decided what she should say, as it was often hard for her to organize thoughts when in the presence of unfamiliar wolves. They made her nervous and it was just something that she figured was normal. Turning her attention to Meadow, the girl raised her head and smiled before speaking.
"That would be wonderful! I'm glad you found me, I'm sure Iolaire is becoming too familiar with my presence. Besides, different wolves know different things! I'm sure Iolaire will be impressed with what you teach me," the girl replied earnestly, her small speech being spoken rather quickly and in only one breath. She took in a big gulp of air, trying to play it off by fake sneezing afterward. Mags then sheepishly looked away before peeking up at Meadow, a little embarrassed at her outburst.
"Oh, yes, Iolaire is really smart! I sometimes feel a bit intimidated talking to her, she just knows so much," Mags returned earnestly, all doubt erased from her mind that Meadow was dangerous. The girl paused eyes scrunching as she took a moment to formulate a response, having grown distracted at the mention of her mentor.
Her gaze shifted around for another moment or two before she decided what she should say, as it was often hard for her to organize thoughts when in the presence of unfamiliar wolves. They made her nervous and it was just something that she figured was normal. Turning her attention to Meadow, the girl raised her head and smiled before speaking.
"That would be wonderful! I'm glad you found me, I'm sure Iolaire is becoming too familiar with my presence. Besides, different wolves know different things! I'm sure Iolaire will be impressed with what you teach me," the girl replied earnestly, her small speech being spoken rather quickly and in only one breath. She took in a big gulp of air, trying to play it off by fake sneezing afterward. Mags then sheepishly looked away before peeking up at Meadow, a little embarrassed at her outburst.