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Subject: A Day of Whims [Sieg - Private] March 15th 2016, 17:46
A small rather scruffy looking brute could be found down amongst the green training pasture. His nimble paws carrying him with ease over the uneven terrain, his wild mess of black fur casting a shadow on the grass at his paws. The sun was out in full force, leaving the usually shadow skulking brute to bask in its glory. He loved the dark but he also enjoyed the feeling of the sunshine on his fur. Either way he was happy, as he tread along humming softly beneath his breath. A gentle breeze tugging at his fur, bringing with it an assortment of marvelous smells. Inhaling sharply, the beady eye'd brute paused, " Is that thyme I smell? Dearie me it's my lucky day!" He cackles joyously, his pale eyes flashing as he starts forwards once more, his nose pushing through the long grasses in search of his prize. " Ah huh! There you are! You glorious little being you are." He purrs, chortling happily. He had come to a halt before a decent sized evergreen bit of shrubbery. As if it was a prized buck he'd hunted down, Crow wagged his tail in excitement. " Now dear this will only hurt a bit." He warns, as if the plant could indeed understand him. Pushing his face down through the grass, he clutches the plant at the base and pulls with a swift but firm movement. After a few tugs, it came loose hanging limply in his jaws, his teeth flashing in a smile, dirt flinging into his face. He huffed happily and shook the dirt away.
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Subject: Re: A Day of Whims [Sieg - Private] March 16th 2016, 17:47
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A pretty face. = 'Hides her deadly nature.' = "Do not tempt her with danger." The Training Pasture was a familiar sight to the female hunter, having been there for her first training sessions in Agavos. Spring had done a number on the plains, with the first sprouts of the new trees beginning to grow and small flowers blossomed within the grass. The first of the hibernating prey had begun coming out and although she wanted to chase one, she felt compassionate enough to give them a few more days to enjoy the season. Inhaling deeply, she felt lighter as the warm sun shone upon her, although the pollen that floated around caused a flurry of small sneezes to come out. Sniffing, she rubbed her snout with her paw, the sudden wave of hay fever throwing her off-guard. It wasn't a new sensation, as it happened every spring, but it was always a scare when it came out of nowhere. Perhaps, it would be a good idea to get away from the larger amounts of flowers.
Trotting aside, she continued towards the treeline, ready to leave. But it was when she heard a familiar voice within the grass. Curious to who it was, she made one last detour towards it, a small absent-minded smile upon on her lips. A dark form moved within the pasture and she honed in upon them, skipping a little. Leaping into the wolf's area, her smile widened slightly as she recognised him as Crow. Tilting her head and tail wagging gently, she murmured cheerfully, "Hello, Crow!" Blinking at the herb within his mouth, her ears twitched as she continued, "Would you like any help with...whatever you're doing?" She wasn't that well-versed in healing or herbs but if he told her what to do, she hoped she could prove some use. ooc: You're fine! Short and sweet ^^
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Subject: Re: A Day of Whims [Sieg - Private] March 18th 2016, 06:43
Just as Crow had managed to shake the remainder of the dirt from his face, a blur of dark fur appeared before him. It was followed by a distinctly feminine voice. Blinking his pale green eyes Crow glances up to find he was face to face with Hunter Sieglinde. Dropping down his precious find, Crow grins widely at her his teeth flashing in the sunshine. " Hunter Sieglinde! Dearie, how are you?" He inquires, his voice a friendly purr. His own bristle like tail wagging behind him as his eyes flickered over the dark hued fae. He'd met her on his first day in Agavos the meeting had been short, yet entertaining. He'd liked what little he had learned about her. At her inquiry Crow's face became even brighter. A cackle escapes his lips and he wags his tail more vigorously. " Collecting herbs m'lady! A very important duty it is! Indeed, indeed!" He says his eyes glittering in the vibrant sunshine. He'd never had someone offer to help him with his duties. Finding no reason to deny the fae, he nods his skull rapidly. " Why of course dearie! I would love some help. But first dearie please take a seat. I have something for you." He says his eyes having noticed how her nose seemed irritated, her eyes a little watery. All the signs of the common ailments of hay fever. Without waiting to see if the fae would obey, Crow wonders away from her. His nose held low, his eyes searching for something. He disappears from view for several moments before returning with the roots of a plant dangling from his short maw. Halting before her, Crow drops the roots down on ground. " I couldn't help but notice you seemed a bit stuffy. I suppose you must be feeling the sweet tickle of the pollen that comes around this time of year." He murmurs, his tone low as he looked around them. Picking up a large pebble in his maw, he mashes the root down, until it started to ooz. " There there dearie! lean down and breath that in love! It'll help with your hay fever. No need to eat it though. Just a few good deep breaths will do the trick." "
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Subject: Re: A Day of Whims [Sieg - Private] March 25th 2016, 10:21
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Subject: Re: A Day of Whims [Sieg - Private] March 26th 2016, 08:55
Tagging this. I'm so sorry. >.< I'm not in the best position to post lately because I'm not in the country! And I'm awfuily busy too. I'll do my best to whip up a response in the next few days.