Clear Skies and New Hope

*Cael* · 08-02-2013, 02:49 PM

Cael Amestades

Ivory paws carried the druid through the Valhalla territory, his gold and sapphire eyes taking in it all. He had only been in his new home for a few days so he was still learning where everything was, specifically where the best places to find herbs was. This land seemed to have an overabundance of all sorts of helpful herbs. He named each one be passed, trying to make a note of everything he found and where he found it. He supposed he could ask Erani about it, but he was sure the lead healer had better things to tend to than his curiosities. So here he was, searching out herbs and other helpful plants.

The summer sun warmed his pale fur, a pleasant feeling for the thin brute. He padded along with ease, enjoying the feeling of his muscles pulling him forward. It had been a whirlwind of activity the past few days. He went from being a loner with only his siblings to keep him company to being a member of this huge pack with more family members than he knew what to do with. His whole life had been turned upside down, but he thought it was for the better. Only time would tell he guessed.

He glanced up from a patch of feverfew to see a dark shape up ahead. It appeared to be a wolf and as he got closer he could hear the sound of her panting. Thinking something might be wrong, he hurried his step toward her. As he got closer he could smell the strong scent of many herbs coming from her direction and when finally arrived he saw the large pile of herbs at her paws. A healer perhaps. He smiled and dipped his head to her as he came around to face the fea, his Irish accented voice falling from his mouth as he spoke, "Greetings, ma'am. Is everything okay?"

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