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 Posted: Tue Jun 11, 2019 4:14 pm
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Liling hummed as she pulled a few herbs out of the ground, tail swishing to her own tune and yellow gaze glazed over as she lost herself in her own thoughts. She wasn't worried about accidentally pulling the wrong plants - she'd done this enough time to know which to pull just by glancing at them.
Instead, she was imagining a song in her head. It sounded vaguely familiar, perhaps one that her mother had taught her when she was a cub, but that life seemed so long ago now. She sometimes wondered what happened to her mother and sister. Did they still travel together, or had they parted ways? Questions she would likely never have answered.
She enjoyed her life now though. There wasn't a day that went by where she didn't relish her life here in this pride.
Although... it had been a while since she played any sort of prank on her pride mates. When she was a teenager, she and Nara used to have so much fun scaring them while the ghost voices were running amok, but now it seemed like she hadn't seen Nara in a while.... Maybe she should go looking sometime, see if the other was interested in playing another game.
But that was a thought for another time. Right now, she had to get these herbs back to the caverns before they spoiled.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2019 5:47 pm
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Out on patrolling errands, Nyaminyami worked his way on the path down the river. His pace was somewhat leisurely, as he was nearing the end of his chosen route, and his thoughts were long and deep. He hadn’t been at the silver shores for long, and he had mostly kept to himself thus far, studying the few pride members he had come across from a distance. He wondered what the others thought of him, and for a brief moment, wondered if their perceptions were true - for all he knew, he was whatever they saw him as… One day, perhaps he would remember. Or perhaps it wouldn’t matter anymore.
Sea salt clung to the male’s minty-green mane as it waved about in a light breeze, his gaze cast down to watch his pale feet make prints in the ground. As he moved on, the scent of a female and the sounds of roots being dug up from the soil pulled him back into focus, ears pressing forward and head tilting curiously. He hadn’t spent much time around any healers (to his knowledge) and the collecting of herbs and making of salves was new to him. How did one know which plants to choose?
The chevalier paused some ways away from Liling, tail swaying idly. “Excuse me, miss,” he started, his voice somewhat stronger than he intended, even commanding. “Can I be of assistance?”
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2019 4:47 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2019 3:58 pm
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"It's nice to meet you!" Because truly, she enjoyed meeting everyone in the pride. Not only because it helped her as a healer, but also because she was just the type to liked to know everyone.
She let out a chiming laugh at his question, light and airy in sound. "More of these." She shuffled them a bit close to him, "They're good for healing cuts, and with so many lions who work with sharp crystals, it's good to have them around." As a Crystal Healer, she knew first hand how sharp they could be, and while small, the cuts stung something fierce.
Liling glanced around them, "They're usually pretty easy to find. They tend to have kind of a minty smell to them."
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