Why can't we be friends?

*Warja* · 06-12-2015, 08:17 PM

The pup chirped a greeting as she kicked the grit off her forefeet. With exuberance that matched her tone, the girl then snatched up her plant and introduced herself as Shaye. As she moved about, a small patch of blue at her crown drew Warja's gaze away from her eyes. A feather? How interesting! She'd never seen jewelry quite like that before. Once she'd met a brute with a gold ring in his nose and while undeniably creative, it didn't hold a candle to the simple beauty the feather lent to Shaye's features.

The girl asked her if she knew herbs too and Warja grinned. Now there was something she could talk about all day! "I do," she confirmed warmly, "I'm a healer for Yfir. I've been interested in plants since..." The young healer was on the verge of saying "since I was about your height" when it occurred to her just how silly that would sound coming from a much shorter wolf and while she could guess as Shaye's age, she couldn't guess well enough to make the statement "your age" true. "Since I was very young." Dipping her head, she said, "It's very nice to meet you, Shaye. My name is Warja."

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