out of feathers, out of bones + plants class!

[emil]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"]prestige was glad he had assigned the task to lydia, having felt that she would know well of herbs. he padded over in silence and took a seat toward the back of the group, watching and listening with interest; he knew herbs... sort of well, growing some in his personal garden in the cemetery down the hill, but he was never knowledgeable enough to ever be on a healer's level. as the snow leopard watched he considered the feline closely, tail curling around his paws. he offered no guess to her question, opting to observe rather than be an active participant. he would still be learning much either way.