All things leafy and pretty

Emile was doing his best to try and reintegrate himself into pack life after so long secluded away from them. But it wasn't easy and he was almost glad when he'd been asked to help Tam with gathering herbs by his father. He trailed after the small group, head low and eyes on his paws. Some part of him wanted to catch up to his sister but she was practically been stalked by the grey young man everywhere she went and it made him feel even more distant from his siblings. They were growing up, turning into young adults and he still felt very much trapped as a young child. Some part of Emile ached to have someone who seemed so attached to him as the young man was to his sister but another part of him could not bear the idea of letting anyone ever get that close, he was certain they'd just abandon him like everyone else.

So the young Adravendi would turn his attention to looking around for both herbs he recognized as being medicinal and just flowers that were nice. That hurt too, the last time he'd gone searching for flowers just for aesthetic he'd had Bowen at his side. Emile grit his teeth, clenching his jaw as he felt the grief roll over him, bringing tears to prickle at the corners of his eyes. He grunted and furiously wiped his face on a foreleg, silently wishing he could just stop feeling. He grabbed a little too roughly at a few stems of Lavender, and turned to put them in the cart. His gaze landed on his sister, and sure enough, the grey male was glued to her side. Emile dropped the sprigs in the cart and turned, trying to squash down the resentment that rose in his chest.



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