A Fresh Beginning

Though she had offered to leave the two to their lessons, she watched with keen interest in her eyes as Bhaire spoke on. She had little interest in learning of about the gods, the ones that she was not even sure existed -- but of herbs and plants, she was more than willing. Even still, this man seemed quite knowledgeable, and despite everything, she would likely listen politely to everything he had to offer her. It was better to receive potentially false knowledge and question it, and learn from it, than get nothing at all.

Wide blue eyes watched as the owl flew overhead, scouting for the wolf; what a strange duo. And yet Bhaire pushed away her offer to leave, and she couldn't help but smile and let a soft giggle escape her lips. Novel agreed that she would be welcome, and she would quietly pad after the other two. "Novel," she would question softly as they walked. "How was your mother been? My mom misses her." Much had changed in Seracia, and she was certain that Ludicael was no different.