07-17-2018, 08:18 PM
[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 55%; line-height:115%; text-align: justify;font-family: calibri;"]It was always hard to find the perfect kinds of leaves for tea, something South had learned after a while meandering around in the wilderness by himself. Back in the day he had a steady supply of whatever he wanted right at his paws with no more than a word, and the finest of herbs were at his disposal for any services those under his rule could offer. It had been an easy life, one that he dropped most favorably once things took a turn he had never signed up for.
After that, trying to scrounge up leaves for tea was nigh impossible, and he had taken to collecting anything he had a particular affinity for en masse so as not to run out at the most inopportune time. The satchels he had brought with him were mostly just the herbs and the tools needed for tea, for he had very little otherwise to his name save for a ribbon that was almost always tied to his neck anyways and the latter did wonders to calm him when everything else seemed unable to.
It was almost amusing, then, to watch Hana go through something he had gone through time and time again. He was no stranger to the struggles of trying to work with ingredients that simply refused to, and something inside of him that South had allowed to grow the moment he left his former clan unfurled with a subtle smile as the wolf meandered forward to the slowly growing group.
"Correct me if I am wrong, but I am assuming you are attempting to make... some sort of tea?" He felt half inclined to joke around, point out at the flaws that currently plagued that attempt, but he didn't chance angering someone who he had just met before he fully understood her idea of 'a joke.'
After that, trying to scrounge up leaves for tea was nigh impossible, and he had taken to collecting anything he had a particular affinity for en masse so as not to run out at the most inopportune time. The satchels he had brought with him were mostly just the herbs and the tools needed for tea, for he had very little otherwise to his name save for a ribbon that was almost always tied to his neck anyways and the latter did wonders to calm him when everything else seemed unable to.
It was almost amusing, then, to watch Hana go through something he had gone through time and time again. He was no stranger to the struggles of trying to work with ingredients that simply refused to, and something inside of him that South had allowed to grow the moment he left his former clan unfurled with a subtle smile as the wolf meandered forward to the slowly growing group.
"Correct me if I am wrong, but I am assuming you are attempting to make... some sort of tea?" He felt half inclined to joke around, point out at the flaws that currently plagued that attempt, but he didn't chance angering someone who he had just met before he fully understood her idea of 'a joke.'
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