the balance of the blue jay

So she was brave, then - Spirit couldn't relate to that but it certainly made him want to get to know her more. He felt terrified talking to most wolves... and most birds... even though he could eat her if he wanted to, and got a hold of her somehow. Not that he was picturing such a thing, not in his wildest dreams, but it showed how brave she was in comparison to timid Spirit. "W-wow," he breathed simply in response. Her name earned a shaky nod too. Aster - that was a pretty name!

He perked up when she flew closer, the interest obvious in his wide stare. He even allowed himself a tiny little smile, if but for a moment. "T-this?" He knew what she meant but he cast a glance to his side, to the saddlebag that lay there. "T-this is just for herbs. And flowers - I like flowers too, like your mom," Spirit explained shyly. He wasn't exactly a skilled healer, nor one anyone would consider good, but he was learning slowly but surely. "I-I'm not looking for anything right now. I just keep it with me."