brew-tea-ful
06-28-2024, 09:43 AM
Bancha is looking up at Modesty to see if he can stay when Gilda scoots over to poke him with her nose. He starts, turning to stare back at her bright golden eyes before his smile widens. "I'm from Obscura,"A he whispers, his curled tail thumping against the ground. His attention is quickly turned back to Modesty who is looking at him dubiously. "Oh, I don't suppose they do,"A the youth realizes, feeling shame now that he'd once more run off without notice. Why did he keep doing that? "If you could, they'd probably appreciate it! They're Mojito and Nao Klein over in the east in Obscura. Scylla Klein is our new leader!"A His voice is chipper, unaware that he might be revealing unknown information to the Raid Queen.
Once the introductions are settled, Bancha listens to Modesty go over that not all plants were just for tasting or smelling good, but they had medicinal properties too. Oh, he knew that part! But tea? Making tea out of it was new! His teal gaze watches her pour the hot, hot water into the sturdy tortoise shells with interest. A variety of scents wash over him and he lets out a gasp at how interesting they smelled. He eagerly leans down to scent all the different bowls, lingering on one that has a zappy sort of scent, very citrussy. Excited, Bancha sits back, pointing a paw at the bowl that slowly steeps into a yellow-green color. "Is this lemongrass?"A He inquires, the smile on his face never fading.
BANCHA
Once the introductions are settled, Bancha listens to Modesty go over that not all plants were just for tasting or smelling good, but they had medicinal properties too. Oh, he knew that part! But tea? Making tea out of it was new! His teal gaze watches her pour the hot, hot water into the sturdy tortoise shells with interest. A variety of scents wash over him and he lets out a gasp at how interesting they smelled. He eagerly leans down to scent all the different bowls, lingering on one that has a zappy sort of scent, very citrussy. Excited, Bancha sits back, pointing a paw at the bowl that slowly steeps into a yellow-green color. "Is this lemongrass?"A He inquires, the smile on his face never fading.
as an adult, bancha will prefer they/them but until he's matured, he/him is fine too!