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CALLISTO

Walk | Talk | Think

For a split second, she thought the girl she had approached might take off without saying a word. Any other time, it might have delighted Callisto to know that had that effect on others - rarely did she wish to partake in casual conversation or bother with the need to make friends - but in this rare instance she actually wanted the girl to stay. She had been tending so carefully to her plant, as was evident by the small pile of it that sat upon the ground beside her, that the grey and pitch pup was convinced she knew what she was doing, that there was some level of plant and herb knowledge here that she could take from. If the dark and light wolf left then she would lose out on that. So for that moment, stunned and yet trying to determine what it was that she had done wrong, Callisto's silvery blue eyes widened a fraction, almost in disbelief.

But thankfully she stayed, even smiled, and attempted to answer Callisto's inquiry by informing her that the plant was lavender. "Lavender," she repeated under her breath, committing it to memory as she dared another step forward led by her nose to sniff curiously at the plant. Unlike the sage, with its thickly green scent, and the mint that always seemed much too strong for her nose, this one was actually quite lovely, enjoyable even. It was rich but soothing and sweet and...happy. It seemed strange to her that the mere smell of the plant should elicit such a strong reaction to her, but at the same time it hardly mattered. This was a very nice plant, and already she was eager to bring some home to store with the rest, perhaps even to show off to the rest of her family.

She had continued to sniff at the plant, enjoying its sweet aroma, when the girl interrupted her with another question. The stoic pup paused to glance her way, just for a second confused as to what exactly "Seracia" was, and answered simply with, "No." Seracia... Was that like Ludicael? Or Amenti? A pack? Willing to risk sounding foolish on the off chance she might prove to have fully understood the question after all, Callisto added, "I'm staying in Ludicael." Would the other girl even know where that was, or even have heard of it to recognize it? Had she accidentally completely changed the subject by not understanding the question? Attempting to steer things back onto a more manageable course, she made another attempt at friendly conversation, her expression still rather serious and unsmiling. "I'm Callisto."

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