Moonspear Herbal Tea

She had somehow dismissed the scars in favor for his markings that had announced him a hybrid. She shook her head as he stated it was obvious. "Not truly. Your markings are secretive it seems." He sighed as she questioned his childhood and she put ears back, frowning. There were no herbs to heal emotional hurt, or the pain of memories. He did tell her a little of his childhood though, undetailed for reasons she could guess at.

"Oh," She said, her voice sad. "I'm sorry that happened to you Judas." She deeply wished there was a way to soothe the pain, and she thought that perhaps she shouldn't have asked him of his past. She'd expected hardship, because she knew prejudice was something that couldn't be escaped, but she hadn't expected hardship from his very sire. She watched his eyes glare ahead, his mouth snarling. He glanced back at her, the anger still written on his face. 

She surged forward to walk beside him and, feeling a little daring, extended her muzzle to brush softly at the fur behind the ear nearest to her. It was intended as a comforting gesture, but lasted only a second as she wasn't sure if he would receive it well. Her voice was soft when she spoke and she boldly kept her gaze towards him. She yearned to look away with embarrassment from the touch, but would not allow herself to. She had made him uncomfortable with the memories, she hoped this small gesture would provide some aspect of comfort. 

"I'm sorry I brought it up, truly. You interest me, though, I only wanted to learn more about the herb that is Judas." She glanced away then, allowing him to take "interest" however he liked. She gave a small chuckled, glancing sideways at him. "At least, I think you're a herb. You're not secretly a poison, are you?" It was meant to be a joke, to break any awkwardness that might try to rise on the tail of her touch and statement.

To some, this flirting would be seen as barely anything. To her, however, a timid and shy thing, it took a great deal of courage and inward determination to happen. Her heart danced a little within her chest, excited and nervous.