I don't wanna talk about it

Mojito was still mostly avoiding Asla, he had made sure he was available for his duties and to tend any wounds that needed tending but beyond that he mostly did his best to keep busy away from her. Right now he was trying to fill up on Boneset, with spring proving to not be much of a reprieve from the chill of winter it would be helpful to have more herbs ready in case of sickness.

Since Boneset grew nearer to the ocean that meant he could stay away from where the majority of the pack congregated, and by extension when Asla was more likely to be found, without guilt. Hoa was grazing lazily nearby, further in towards the mainland and letting Mojito root around for undamaged stems, the cold had made maintaining his stores a little rough but he wasn't doing too bad for himself, managing a few intact stems that she could add to his stash of usable herbs.

"Speech!"

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