And we're all see through, just like glass
Claire
08-20-2022, 12:00 AM
Gavroche had been on the hunt for more lavender, as well as some other herbs, as he traveled from the North into the south. After the knowledge that Bellamy had lashed out at a woman in Fern Gulley, he had made it a point to avoid the herb-rich area. It was a shame, considering it would have been easier to head there to search for things, but alas… The winged male cut his losses and traveled a bit further. He had hoped that everything would be alright - Bellamy wasn’t with him but that was alright. He could do this alone, just himself and his companions. It was night too which was good for Jessie, the little bumblebee bat awake and alert. “Have you found any of the main herbs you’ve been looking for yet, Gavroche?” The tiny bat asked, whispering into the ear she clung onto. Gavroche furrowed his brow a little, resisting the urge to nod less he accidentally shake her off. “I’ve found some,” The male told her. “The boneset was a good find. I ran out of stock when I was treating Lucette and Bae-Syl. I’d ideally like to get some more lavender though, maybe even some agrimony, marigold, or motherwort too.” He felt his cheeks burn a little at the last one. He had hoped to further his family with Bellamy again this year. He knew they had adopted Saga, but the man had missed having little ones in their den. It could be a challenge, he knew, with his smaller size and Bellamy’s larger one. Lucette had come out so tiny… but then there was the chance with a larger litter that some pups might be bigger too. What if the runt got crushed? Perhaps it was fortunate Lucy was an only child for the moment. Still, Gavroche was willing to do whatever it took to ensure himself and his mate some happiness. Even if it meant getting a little down and dirty in the process. All in life, love, and even herb hunting. After coming across some of the mentioned motherwort Gavroche set to digging. Dried dirt already stuck to his forelegs as he dug, his bag set off to one side along with Jessie and James. He hummed as he worked, ears shifting at every sound in the night. He didn’t want to get snuck up on… Especially not while he was harvesting the plant. Goodness though he was going to need a bath after this! The soil was softer here, more… muddy. He frowned down at his dirty forelegs after he clicked the herb off with his teeth and tossed it to James to place in the bag. Eww… gross. Maybe he didn’t need to get them up roots and all here. He felt dirty and uncomfortable, and his gaze trailed to a river that wasn’t far off. That was it, he needed a bath. He gathered up the bag, and his companions, and set off for it, green eyes glowing softly in the night. ------------------------------------------------------ 503 / 1,500 Words |
As his mate and alpha, Bellamy is allowed in any of Gavroche's threads regardless of how they are marked.
