Tell me a story.

Atreyu would, of course, take any advice she could get. Fairytale's opinion mattered just as much as Atreyu's own thoughts on the matter. She wanted her band to be comfortable and well looked after, and part of that was listening when her followers spoke up. What kind of leader would she be if she only did what she wanted to all the time? A tyrant, that's what she would be—something she refused to ever be. No, Atreyu would hear her friend's thoughts on the matter, they were a family of sorts anyway, right?

"I believe you are right, Fairytale, this would be an excellent place to settle this season." Another smile was offered to the woman before moving around and nosing through the plants around them. "Do you know what cannabis looks like?" She asked the woman, wondering if she had been able to see well enough before her glasses to identify plants. She knew the woman was more into other interests, but she was also a brilliant mind. Brilliant minds liked to be exercised right? Plus she would gather up more herbs for her morning rituals.

1/3 collected an herb - cannabis
"Talk." || Think || 'Hear.'