Phoenix Maplewood That's the Spirit

She admired the transplanted marigold for a moment before she decided it wasn't quite standing straight. Citali adjusted the rock at it's base, shifting the angle a bit until it stood tall and proud. There. That was much better. Now it didn't appear as though it was slouching... Hmm. Perhaps something more might help it look less sad until the roots took to the soil and it learned to stand on its own.

Her thoughts drifted even as Nochtli spoke. A bit absent minded, Citali "Mm,"'d in all the right places until a question was followed by her name. She lifted her eyes then, trying to bring her attention span with them as she considered her reply. "It was the most interesting, most mentally stimulating option available." Healing was something of an art, but it was the science of it all that fascinated her. And the studying. And the problem solving. It kept the mind sharp and was just as valuable a skill.

"And you?" she asked in return. "What of your passions?" Nochtli was intended to be a counselor, but with their new home she could be whatever she so desired. "Will you chase them again or seek something new?"