"Thank you Ella," He responded, the kindness not lost on him. Praetor, he'll do well to remember the name. He braced himself and helped her up, then proceeded to lead her away from the dusty Battledome of bones and blood. Toward a lush copse of trees where the colors of fall and thick berries of grapes lay heavily over the thick trunks of oak and maple.
"Polaris is quiet, secluded. A home for healers, pups, and elders." He spoke of his home with reverence, warmth, and love. "The Kedieo family presides with a polar bear as our current leader." He mentions as he glides into the lush grasses just outside of the Grapevine Cathedral.
He nosed a tall stand of feathery yarrow in full bloom. They perhaps had only a few more weeks before they prepared for the winter rains of Auster.
"This one you might know already, Yarrow. We can put some on your scratches and it'll stop any bleeding." He said, taking a stem and handing it to her. The tight cluster of white flowers on the top gave a somewhat sweet scent.
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