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CALLISTO

Walk | Talk | Think

The younger pup's ears perked suddenly upon hearing that the black and tan girl knew of Ludicael, suddenly thinking that perhaps she had answered right and that Seracia must have been another pack after all. I wonder where it is, she mused, though she refrained from asking aloud. It was only a small curiosity she felt, nothing really worth mentioning at the moment, and she was already preoccupied learning of the other's name. It was a simple name, easy enough to remember and not long enough to confuse. In fact, she felt an odd sense of companionship with her, sensing in this older yet timid girl something akin to what her sister was like. Circe was often quiet and somewhat reserved too, though oftentimes around their family group she was merely content and relaxed.

When asked of her skills, Callisto merely blinked at first. Was she a healer? "No," she answered, once again going for simplicity. She was far from knowledgeable enough in plants and their uses to call herself anything, and without any experience using them she was of even less help. "I just like the plants," she added after a moment, motioning her muzzle downward to take another little sniff of the lavender and let its scent soothe her. Yes, she was definitely going to need to start collecting this too.

"I only know of sage," she replied, mentally comparing the two scents and easily identifying their differences. Were all plants this unique in the smells they gave off? "And mint. I don't like mint," she added with a little shake of her head, drawing her thoughtful, pale gaze from the plant to look over at Ara again. "I'm gathering too."

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