One Leaf, Two Leaf, Three Leaf GROW!

*Ara* · (This post was last modified: 02-24-2015, 08:03 AM by Ara.)

Her first instinct was to dig through the pile of herbs that lay near this woman, though she knew it was not her place -- and she would never dream of being so brash. Still her gaze wandered, eying the store of herbs that she had collected. It seemed some were not familiar to her and she couldn't help but wonder where she'd come from that she had collected such a store. Quickly her gaze returned to Amalia's features, her slightly awe-stricken expression softening again a smile took over at her question. "I was," she answered quietly. "I lived there with my siblings, Jendai, Mercury, and Faolan. Though they are not around still." A touch of sadness would enter her voice there, though the tender emotion was short-lived; it wasn't a subject that she liked to talk about, for she missed her family dearly and had no clue why they hadn't stayed here with her. "We left Seracia because my mother was close to Song, who used to rule here," she explained. "She promised to give my family a safe place to live and so this is where we came." Of course, Song had disappeared when they'd been taken as prisoners.. though they'd never been mistreated here and she couldn't complain much, even if the entire scenario had been less than ideal.

Her mood seemed to brighten infinitely as Amalia spoke of herbs, and she nodded in eager agreement. "I've studied healing since I was a child, mostly on my own." Only once had she been given a mentor, and though she had helped, her own personal drive was enough to push her to learn more. "I don't know what I would do without it." Though she was likely not nearly as altruistic as Amalia, and she wasn't drawn to try to save the world, her family mattered deeply to her -- and she knew healing was a way for her to lessen their suffering and improve their quality of life. Ara smiled gently at Amalia's admission that she was not a fighter, nodding in agreement. "I've never tried to fight," she added softly, feeling a slight hoarseness to her voice. It wasn't often she spoke quite this much, especially to someone she didn't know well, and she felt suddenly a bit out of place, though she was happy to continue, thoroughly pleased with the direction of the conversation. "Though I don't think I'd be good at it either."

Amalia explained what she'd been studying the most. She seemed to be interested in childcare, and in pregnancy. Such things had never really interested her quite so deeply, but she understood the appeal -- especially for a woman with so many children. Ara herself knew that she would never have to deal with either she or Novel being pregnant, though the idea of taking in small children was certainly an appealing one to her. "That sounds interesting," she agreed, her interest genuine and not at all feigned. "I'm more interested things like... reducing suffering," she explained carefully. "Improving quality of life in those that suffer from constant pain and illness." Her own parents were among this group. They were growing old, and though suffered from no particular ailment, they still suffered and it had always pleased her to reduce that pain whenever possible.

At the compliment toward her children, she felt a wider smile grow on her features. "Thank you," she answered, her voice slightly louder now, pride ebbing through her veins at the talk of them. She knew that Psalm and Hymn were not quite as mature as other children; they'd been slightly sheltered and they likely needed to try to socialize more and to catch up with the older children their age, but that didn't stop her from feeling proud regardless. She felt somewhat bashful as Amalia said she was happy to see another couple that had two women, unsure how she ought to react. Admittedly Ara had never seen two women as mates before, but it had happened and she hadn't really had a chance to consider it might not be normal, as everyone else had accepted them without question even though it wasn't exactly typical. "I did?" she asked suddenly, amazed at the thought of her and Novel giving someone courage. Though she loved her wife with all her heart and soul, she knew they were not exactly the definition of courage and they were more reserved than most couples she had met. Curiously her ears would flick on her head, slightly surprised at Amalia's admission. "Well.. I am glad," she admitted after a moment, though she found herself letting out a nervous giggle. "We just are doing what feels right. I couldn't imagine living without her."

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