One Leaf, Two Leaf, Three Leaf GROW!
02-19-2015, 02:59 PM
Amalia was flopped on her side, her blue eyes scanning the herbs that laid in front of her. She let out a sigh as she gazed at her slowly growing pile of healing things. She needed to go and grab some more, but she was in heat and it made her feel lazy. Her paws twitched as her little bunny tail rustled behind her. She really needed to get some more lavender, now that she had wasted most of it by rolling herself around in it. She couldn't help it though, she felt awkward now that she was in heat with her boys around. She was trying to hide her change of scent with a smell all her sons knew well -- herbs. She had been gathering them since before they were born. But would they be able to pick up the slightest detection of it around her? And how would that make them feel? Goodness she needed to talk to her mother...
Her mind soon wandered to the other same sex couple that she had seen in the meeting. Another two mom family with boys. Maybe... maybe she should seek one of them out? Oh but she didn't even know their names! Darn it all, how rude was that? She didn't even really know any of that family's names, only her own family and the two warriors that her mother had named. Would it be worse to go around and hunt for them? Probably... plus she had all these herbs laid out before her Groaning she stretched out her limbs, her blue gaze inspecting the organized piles of her herbs. She didn't even really remember why she had dragged them all out, she could have easily just stashed them away in the little den she had made for them. Rolling her eyes she just lay there on her side, not even really looking at her herbs anymore. Well at least out here in the sun they would dry up a little more...
02-19-2015, 03:37 PM
Already, Ara felt more at home here than she ever had. Novel seemed to be growing distant again, despite their new-found freedom and despite the warmth that summer brought to the lands. The only thing that had been able to help her before was time, and she knew again she would simply have to be patient -- to be there for her wife as much as possible, though she knew all she could do was support her and wait. Giving her space seemed to good option too, and she knew that though Novel might not like the time alone, it was necessary for them both. Slowly she would pad through the mangrove, heading closer to the hot spring. It was utterly freeing to not have to worry about where she went, to not have to fear that she or the ones she loved might be punished for no more than being of the Destruction name. There would be no argument from Ara if she was asked to contribute to the pack -- in fact, she wanted to, to secure her and her family's place here. The first scent that touched her nose, rousing her from her quiet thoughts was the overwhelming scent of herbs, mixed closely together, barraging her senses with their familiarity. Curiosity shone in her eyes as she took a few tentative steps forward, searching for the source of the scent in the distance. It was one of her Sovereign's children, a girl that was only slightly familiar to her. With ease she would dip her head, not wanting to seem threatening as she approached. Though she wasn't the most sociable of creatures, she knew that getting to know the other healers of the pack would be necessary, and only in the possibility of gaining knowledge and furthering herself for her family was she bold enough to close the distance between them. Still her head was kept low, her posture far from threatening as her gaze shifted from Amalia to her herbs, an inquiry lingering on her lips as she spoke. "Hello," she greeted her softly, her words carefully spoken. "You are a healer as well? Forgive me if I'm wrong." Epiphron had spoken of this girl as family, and there was little doubt in her mind that this was one of her children. |
02-22-2015, 04:24 PM
She heard a shuffle of paws, her russet ears standing erect as her head rose. She quickly picked out the form of one of the woman she had just been thinking of. A smile grew on her face, when she blinked steadily at the woman. Why did she look so familiar? She hadn't been able to get a good look at her during the meeting but now that she was closer she felt like she had seen her before. When Amalia realized that she was just staring at her, her cheeks flared up as she let out an uneasy giggle. "Oh! I'm so sorry miss, I just... I feel like I've seen you before but I just can't place it!" Feeling quite foolish, she pulled herself up into a seated position. Not that it made much of a difference, since she was so itty bitty. It wasn't often though that she saw a wolf and felt this sort of connection with them. And it was driving her nuts that she couldn't but a name to her face! Oh what a fool she must look like.
Amalia remembered that she had asked if she was a healer, and the small woman nodded her head. "Yes, yes I am. I'm the head medic here actually. Do you study herbs as well?" She asked, her head tilting to the side. It wasn't often that she met other healers, she had been the only one in Regium. It would be nice to share with others, to hear what they had to say and share their knowledge. "I'm Amalia, by the way."
02-22-2015, 09:15 PM
If not for her wife's slightly reclusive nature, and her own desire to protect her children and to ensure she had a place in Fiori, she likely wouldn't have spoken to this woman at all. Ara was not a woman that needed to prove her worth, for she knew herself that she had valuable skills and could easily provide for her family, but she needed Fiori to know that she had a place here and that she could contribute as much as others. Only for her wife and sons would she grow bold enough to speak to the Sovereign's daughter, and she smiled gently at her as she approached. Behind her, her tail would wave somewhat bashfully. Where did Amalia know her from? There was really only one option. "No need to be sorry. Were you born in Seracia?" she asked gently, though felt she already knew the answer. This woman was close to her own age, and Epiphron had ruled her previous pack when she'd been young -- that was likely where she'd seen her. Quickly a slight flare of recognition would spark in her own blue gaze, her soft smile widening slightly. When Amalia asked if she studied herbs, the quiet woman nodded eagerly. Only this sort of conversation could get her to relax so fully, and instantly her posture relaxed quite noticeably. "I do," she answered with ease, slowly letting her body drift closer to the ground as she reclined to her hindquarters. "I've been studying healing almost since I was born." Something about herbs had always interested her. Since her father had been taken prisoner, she'd wanted to help heal him and the rest of her family. Time had only strengthened her drive for knowledge, further cementing her purpose in life and certainly what she could contribute to this pack. "My name is Ara," she introduced after a moment, eyes sparkling as she gazed at her with another meek smile. "I was with my wife Novel at the meeting, and our sons, Psalm and Hymn." |