I Love To Go Swimmin' With Bow-Legged Women, And Swim Between Their Legs
12-29-2020, 04:30 PM
Jigsaw was well on his way to the title of worlds greatest healer, and thankfully his father was supportive enough to take the excitable pup out of Habari territory occasionally in search of rarer herbs to pick. While Recluse's task had been to collect specifically plants that bore the color of her eyes, he knew she'd appreciate him returning with other herbs too. Ones that could heal the sick or help pain to fade. The issue was that Jigsaw didn't quite know which herbs did what yet, and so he found himself collecting almost every unique plant he saw just in case it was a good one. He caught the sound of a voice up ahead, ears perking with interest. It sounded like a healer's instruction if he'd ever heard one, and in a flash Jigsaw was at the black and white pup's side with eyes peeled for this tall plant with leaflets. "What do leaflets look like?" He interjected without introduction, simply assuming he would be welcome to join the search.
"Speech"
"Thinking" "You." |