a work of heart

Rivin · 07-04-2023, 08:25 AM

This island was overgrown and wild, but with time they could tame it and use the bounty of nature to their advantage. Rivin was sure of that. She had gone further inland, and had been digging for the better part of the morning. The soil she found wasn’t perfect - it was mixed with the sand of the island, as would be expected - but she had started the little makeshift garden near a little pond. Time would tell if the plants that she and her companions had brought from the gulley would survive here. As raiders, they really needed to get their shit together about having some herbs for tending to injuries… other things too, probably. They weren’t invincible after all. And most of her herb knowledge currently went to tending to cuts. Pitiful, but she was learning as she went… not to mention using herself as a test subject for her methods. Thus far she had gotten pretty lucky. But that was an ineffective way of learning how to treat patients.

Lark trailed after his mistress as Rivin padded back through the foliage towards the beach. Her ears would perk, catching the sound of someone else moving. She didn’t doubt it was another of the Raider’s - no one else knew they had moved yet, right? Green gaze would flick silently to Lark before Rivin shifted course to intercept the other wolf. She really needed to start getting her shit together and interacting with more of her pack. A shift within, a laugh, caused her to shake her head. Whatever it was, it needed to shut up. She wasn’t going to let anything hold her back.

The femme she’d discovered was Gilgamesh’s mate. Modesty, right? Rivin let her green gaze flick to her curiously before calling out. "Looking for something in particular? I’ve been this way. Maybe I’ve seen it.”

"Talk," 'Think.'

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