Don't roll your eyes, roll your r's

Fic didn't fail to notice that of Erebos's glances and his jaw clenching everr so slightly as Iris allowed her voice to flow forwards. Dancing upon the breeze, as Identification gave a light chuckle. Then the other woman who joined the gathering allowed her voice to come forth once more. Listening to the thick accents as they exchanged custom greetings.

Her eyes turning to the other woman and then Iris, a wave of her tail. Tilting her cranium as watching that of Iris picking a plant, glancing to the purple flower. All the while woman spoke, giving Identification more knowledge, in which she was always thirsty for. Her eyes studing the plant handed to her, upon careful study, the woman remembered that poison hemlock is almost identicial to queen annes lace.

Ears swivel back then forwards as handing the close knitted flowering plant to Erebos. "I want to say that I it could be poison hemlock?" Awaiting other questions from the others as she sat there patiently.