Hey sister

Emile · Updated 04/30/23:

It wasn't Serenity specifically he was hiding his scar from, he hated the way it made his eye itch, the way it stood as a permanent mark of all his failures, all of his inability to do anything. It was a reminder of how much of a burden he was, visible for all to see. He was hiding it from everyone. Not that he didn't know others had seen it, had learned he had it but he still couldn't help the surge of shame he felt whenever he spotted someone staring at it, and surely they were staring.

Still he didn't want to be cut off from his family, even if he wasn't as comfortable with Serenity as he was with his littermates... Maybe this was a chance to finally learn more about her and start feeling like her title of older sister wasn't just a title. He nodded as she spoke and he took a bit of a step back to show her the meadowsweet a little clearer, he gestured with a paw towards the circle he'd drawn in the ground. "I'mmmm trying to dig-dig-dig around the rrrr... roots so I can plantttt it in my rrrrr... room." He glanced back at Serenity a bit of timidity lost, his passion for what he'd learned clear in his voice and face, though his stutter persisted it seemed almost more manageable. "Meadowsweet."

"Meadowsweet is gggggood for the flu ... annnnd general-al-al pppppain."

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Hey sister

Serenity

Emile