5/24/2025, 6:56 PM
Cloud Lash searched through her collection, her movements a mystery to him even if she could explain in Common. The ways of the healers were something he was often adjacent to, yet distanced from through ignorance. Trygve pressed closer, grasses sighing beneath his movement as he hovered near the mist-woman. The boy lowered its skull, trying to be unobtrusive for once as his gaze followed the woman's careful motions of her paws. The bundle smelled strongly - sharp, clean and grassy.
I see.sápai; medicine. For the chest, perhaps, judging by the way her paw pressed to her sternum. He parroted the word back to her, tail-tip giving an excitable twitch side to side without his awareness.
Sápai,He tried once more, rolling the word thoughtfully in his mouth.
What about...The boy's expression scrunched up dramatically as he puzzled over how to ask his question.
Medicine - sápai - for a wound?He lifted a paw, nosing at the short fur there to reveal a couple of the long-healed silver scars from his bumbling baby-teeth, criss-crossing the knuckles.
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