Herbalists' Cache cthulu dawn [m]

the cherubic little creature immediately acquiesced, though his dulcet tones piped with a question lasher had not heard in some time. thus a smile curved his lips; he moved to settle himself where he stood, comforted by the scent of the loam and the fragrance of the earth below. "i come from a glen called donnelaith," lasher rejoined. "it is also the name of the coastal pack i lead." 

nares flared; he took in the hollow's comforting perfume wafting from the boy, and was reminded of luke instantly, a pang of wanting thrusting itself into his heart.