Sunbeam Lair Playing with Plants

It'd taken only seconds for the girl to do as she'd been told, delivering to the chicks a swift death. It had been the best for them, in the long run anyways, and had saved them from several days of suffering. "Make sure you either eat them yourself or place them within a cache for someone else to do so," Asterr had said when the fiery wolf returned. "We must not be wasteful." If they were, no longer would they be creatures of nature battling for survival. If they killed without being driven by the need to survive, they would be murderers, and the dragoness could not even imagine that ever happening. Bringers of peace were not killers, nor did they harbour any. It was simple facts, and a set of morals that the girl would forever stick by.

When thanks had been given, Asterr merely nodded, then swung her head in the opposite direction. "Come," she'd instructed, flashing to the other a soft smile directly after. "You have much to learn." And she had much to teach. It would be a new experience, at least for the Draconid, as never before had she served as a mentor. She'd always been the student, the apprentice to the scholars. Now, however, the tables had turned. She'd long since completed her own studies, and it was finally her time to take the reins and share with another some of the knowledge she possessed. It would be tedious work, having to ensure nothing was misunderstood or heard incorrectly, but she felt herself to be fully capable of fulfilling such a role. It helped, of course, that she was sympathetic towards the younger girl, having heard of her troubles not too long ago. The ordeals she'd experienced were still fresh within Asterr's mind, allowing the yearling to better understand how to proceed with her.

The chieftess had since begun walking, often glancing over to ensure she'd not left her current companion behind. As they'd moved along, Asterr asked, "Is there any plant in particular that you would like to learn how to locate first?" It would help to know what the other preferred, that way she would not lose her hold over her attention. Sorrel could better remain alert and interested, just as long as the older female knew in which way to start, and then continue with, her lessons.