MINT IS GONNA STICK TO MY PAWS FOREVER || herb class/wt

[rhosmari]

MONROE

MALE — SUNHAVEN — SUNBEARER — HARD

He wasn't too much of an expert when it came to land plants. There were so many of them and back when he had lived on land he hadn't exactly been the type to give two sticks about some plants that couldn't oo and ahh at the beauty presented to them. For lack of better works once a woman he had been stuck up and he didn't know if that was the reason for his curse or not or if it had been something else. But since living in the sea he knew all manners of plant life there and what they were used for. Still, coming up on land had been a tough call for him, especially when he had left his siblings and that broke his heart most of all. A light breath escaped the mutant as he made his way over, eyes brimming with curiosity as he took in what Pele was talking about. So this was a minor herbal discussion and he waved his fin in greeting to everyone that had already showed up for the lesson. After all he was sure he would do well if he was put in a group and at least he wouldn't look...dumb. He might say something idiotic though and he frowned just slightly.

Settling down he looked at the bark and the paper, eyes narrowing just a bit before he decided to finally speak up. "I'd like tae be in a group. Any takers to help a poor fish out?" He chuckled softly as he moved his paws a little in the grass, gaze shifting over all of the females there before he looked to Pele then. He wondered if he could have a private session with the child so he could get some lessons on what plants did what. He wasn't exactly the fastest learner but he wouldn't mind giving it a shot.

#psychosocial.