ardent

Recharging My Chill

Aryn!



Aryn

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
483
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
193
player

Samhain 2022Statue 5 Worship1KAll Oozed OutThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3
Valentines 2020Treat 2019Christmas 2019
09-27-2020, 03:06 PM



Well, hunting had been a bust. Not only did the butchering of the sheep bring her stomach to turn but her attempt at killing a lone lizard had caused her to befriend it instead. More and more she wondered whether she was cut out for being a wolf at all, but she couldn't judge herself too harshly - yet. Hunting was only one job, and while Aryn knew she was incapable of battle there was always the option of healing those who had been in combat. The sight of blood was still difficult on her, but perhaps she could start by gathering common herbs to identify. Something hands-off, bloodless, goreless, and safe.

The monochromatic miss padded along softly down the gulley, her pink eyes taking in the beauty of the surrounding herbs and flowers and finally for the first time in a season feeling a little bit better. Of course she still couldn't put a name to any of the plants she passed by, though their beauty did manage to bring her spirits up regardless. She noticed a small yellow flower, it reminded her almost of sun if the sun could be tiny enough to fit in her paw. Gingerly she placed her teeth around the stem, snipping it off and placing it in her borrowed saddlebag.

Lifting her head she noticed the other, one who had a bouquet of her own. Being friendly came naturally to Aryn, even if certain jerks like Tyrian had shown themselves undeserving of kindness. "Hello there." She greeted with a smile. "Those are lovely, do they have a purpose beyond being nice to look at?" She had to start somewhere, and with no Lirim wolf having knowledge of healing she figured strangers would need to do.

"Speech"
"Thinking"
"You."