6/3/2025, 10:11 PM
Skill: Florist[4/5]
The pale nose followed each gesture of Cloud Lash's paw, nostrils flaring towards the flowers as she took in each sweet scent. Her explanation drew a small, inquisitive tilt of her head. For the belly, for cuts... hurt...
This wolf was different from her in more ways than Citlali could've first imagined—the language they spoke, the gestures... 'You not valley-born.' a soft hum reverberated in her throat. 'But I like your voice.' What a curious observation... for she had been born in a valley.
One arid, covered in brittle grass and spikey shrubs, which sprouted up from the ground here and there. In such a sense, she was 'valley-born'—but Citlali had a lingering feeling that valley-born, to Cloud Lash, meant more than simply being raised within a valley.
This wolf was different from her in more ways than Citlali could've first imagined—the language they spoke, the gestures... 'You not valley-born.' a soft hum reverberated in her throat. 'But I like your voice.' What a curious observation... for she had been born in a valley.
One arid, covered in brittle grass and spikey shrubs, which sprouted up from the ground here and there. In such a sense, she was 'valley-born'—but Citlali had a lingering feeling that valley-born, to Cloud Lash, meant more than simply being raised within a valley.
No entiendo ,she responded softly,
pero... gracias.Citlali leaned back once again, unfurling her body over the grass with a contented sigh leaving her lips.
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All events involving Citlali occur on a strictly organic basis unless discussed OOC and mutually agreed upon.
All events involving Citlali occur on a strictly organic basis unless discussed OOC and mutually agreed upon.