The Basics

Within minutes a scent would flow past Loccian's nose, familiar, belonging to that of a young lady she would be mentoring. Her head would rise, grey gaze falling upon the young girl approaching, greeting the older woman. She would smile at the girl and dip her head, sitting back and curling her tail around her legs. ?Hello Miss Ara, are you ready for today's lesson?? She would question, tone friendly and soft. Sitting here she wondered what would come of the girl, would she gain a great deal of knowledge on the plants around her, rise up like she had? What was she thinking about, things children think about or going beyond that and starting to think as an adult, wondering what she would do with her future.


"normal.
talk.
think.
you"