Herbalists' Cache you opiate this hazy head of mine

welcome  <3 

She accepted his nickname and Remi responded with a happy yip.
She was Saor no more, but Berry-saor. 

Then however the young Ostrega seemed to shift entirely.
Though Remi thought of himself as a goofy wolf with a good sense of humor her reply, which he still tried to make out whether it was meant as a joke or not, had struck a nerve. He was not named after food, for mice did not only roam the earth to serve as snacks. He tried his best not to give away his slight annoyance, but the sudden stillness of his tail would perhaps not go unnoticed.

With a small shake of his head he readied himself to break the silence that among other things made him more Mouse than Remi and explain everything to her. He was about to tell her about the Pier, about how he loved to hide from his mother just because of how fun it was to watch her freak out, about how always crept of Dharma and Karma and made them jump. He was about to tell her about Rilke, but as soon as the foreign voice of Dirge reached him ,he swallowed his words like the berries if Saor hadn't showed.

"among other things, yeah" he barked simply, his eyes now fixed on the newcomer before turning back to Saor and giving a small shrug. He had nothing more to comment of his name now that the words he had been wanting to say had left his mouth and slid back to the depths of the boy.  

"who're you?" was all that he said next, wondering his face was as foreign to Berry-saor as it was to him.