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Fallen watched out of the corner of his eye, as she took the blanket and wrapped herself up, hearing Rendall thank him. Fallen reached back into his bag to pull out a catnip stalk, just to get rid of his nerves. He chewed the stalk in two, and chewing one half, and then swallowing it, and the chewing the other side, which wasn't very delicious, and so he spat it onto the ground quietly. He blinked as she began to speak, and he gave a small smile. A very rare thing, he looked close to an angel when he smiled. It was small though, a big smile made him look like a true angel. He scratched his ear, and then combed through his bangs carefully. Fallen nodded simply at her comment, he was glad there were some other wolves that shared his "hobby" for collecting herbs and such. It was a fun thing, to heal others, watching them get better slowly. He felt good to be useful, and to make the sick the healthy, and eventually help the healthy that turn into the sick. He chuckled to himself yet, again, the fine wind chime like jingle calm and soft. He lifted his hand up to finger his hat, and then he placed it better over his face.
When she finished speaking, and seemed to be think, Fallen looked out at the sea, his medium sized figure relaxed and visibly calm as he looked out onto the ocean. He sniffed in the sweet, yet salty smell of the calm ocean, that had the best rhythm to it. In, and out. Sway forward, sway backwards. Hit, foam, and back. It was a fine orchestra of beautiful deep beats. He felt the sandy snow under his feet, the cold and grainy stuff felt calm and cold under his paws. He then turned his head as Rendall spoke again, talking of someplace called "The Valley." He tilted his head slightly in a comical way, and listened. "We have some in the forest that Cercatori owns. You just have to know the right places to find certain herbs... Well, getting lost in the Cercatori forest for awhile also helps... Yes, this snow is terrible thing. Killing plants, making prey rare... So. What are you doing here, and what is... "The Valley"?" Fallen asked, with a tilt of his head, his teal eye glowing softly as he watched with calm narrowed eyes and a slight curious look vibrating in his eye.
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table by Silver! OOC: :OOO Sorry for the late reply. WC:417
Fallen watched out of the corner of his eye, as she took the blanket and wrapped herself up, hearing Rendall thank him. Fallen reached back into his bag to pull out a catnip stalk, just to get rid of his nerves. He chewed the stalk in two, and chewing one half, and then swallowing it, and the chewing the other side, which wasn't very delicious, and so he spat it onto the ground quietly. He blinked as she began to speak, and he gave a small smile. A very rare thing, he looked close to an angel when he smiled. It was small though, a big smile made him look like a true angel. He scratched his ear, and then combed through his bangs carefully. Fallen nodded simply at her comment, he was glad there were some other wolves that shared his "hobby" for collecting herbs and such. It was a fun thing, to heal others, watching them get better slowly. He felt good to be useful, and to make the sick the healthy, and eventually help the healthy that turn into the sick. He chuckled to himself yet, again, the fine wind chime like jingle calm and soft. He lifted his hand up to finger his hat, and then he placed it better over his face.
When she finished speaking, and seemed to be think, Fallen looked out at the sea, his medium sized figure relaxed and visibly calm as he looked out onto the ocean. He sniffed in the sweet, yet salty smell of the calm ocean, that had the best rhythm to it. In, and out. Sway forward, sway backwards. Hit, foam, and back. It was a fine orchestra of beautiful deep beats. He felt the sandy snow under his feet, the cold and grainy stuff felt calm and cold under his paws. He then turned his head as Rendall spoke again, talking of someplace called "The Valley." He tilted his head slightly in a comical way, and listened. "We have some in the forest that Cercatori owns. You just have to know the right places to find certain herbs... Well, getting lost in the Cercatori forest for awhile also helps... Yes, this snow is terrible thing. Killing plants, making prey rare... So. What are you doing here, and what is... "The Valley"?" Fallen asked, with a tilt of his head, his teal eye glowing softly as he watched with calm narrowed eyes and a slight curious look vibrating in his eye.
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