oh my wrinkles build on me // o, herbal tea lesson

[PINCHER]

Pincher had heard the medicinal wonders of herbal tea yet had never really been able to truly try any in his lifetime. When traveling with a nomad group full of drunken rowdy pirates, having a good pot of tea was something of a rarity. He had once tried a bit, one he believed had been apple cinnamon from a kindly female that had taken him in after the tragic deaths of his sons. He had stumbled around with the reeking scent of alcohol in a bright blazing day to be taken in by the female, the taste of her tea a faded memory that Pincher had forgotten until now. His pepper black nose caught the scent of the sweet mixture of mints that came from what appeared to be where his half-sister was located at as he shortly followed after Brad, his long ears pricked as he heard the announcement that she had called for. Herbal tea and their health applications? The tall canine raised a fictional eyebrows with curiosity as he reached the side of Caesar and Brad with a faint nod of greeting towards his sibling.

However, his attention snapped towards Brad as he heard him call his sister the teasing namecalling of "four eyes" causing Pincher to have a low growl rumble within his throat in a warning fashion, frigid ice blue eyes narrowing as he went to a sitting position. "It can work, fluffball." Pincher retorted back with his right silky ear twitching, the crimson feather softly dancing in the air. He then turned his full attention towards Rosemary, wondering what options of herbal tea she would offer him due to Pincher having trouble with almost everything such as chronic headaches, stress, and insomnia. Would anything ever help him end the pain? Perhaps. Perhaps not.

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