4/26/2025, 1:00 AM
SKILL Herbalist 2/5
cloud lash blinked, slow and soft, at the woman’s question. her tail gave a gentle sway behind her, brushing the earth. she did not understand all of what was said, but the meaning was clear enough.
shaking her head, she tipped her muzzle back toward the offering — no. nothing asked, nothing expected. it was free. her gift.
she pressed a paw lightly to her own chest, then extended it back toward the woman, the movement sweet and open. ts’itusiine. her people’s word for the act: to give freely, to offer without want of return.
cloud lash smiled, a small, quiet thing, and sat back upon her haunches, waiting patiently to see if the woman would understand.