Sunbeam Lair A Casual Stroll Through The Woods

Careful attention was paid to his words, ears erect and honed in on his voice. The answer, though unpleasant, had not surprised her. It was not necessarily by choice that he'd been made to stay there—though, given the amount of opportunities that he'd had to leave, perhaps it was—and so his lack of footing within the tribe was to be expected. Eventually, once he'd proved his worth, she planned to offer him a true place within the lair, and so it was important that he find something to keep him grounded there. Especially if he should decide to accept her future offer, as she didn't want for him to be forced to find his way after having been there with them for so long already. To get such thoughts across without revealing too much wasn't something she'd felt comfortable doing, and so she'd only given a nod, offering her acceptance of his answer.

Minutes ticked by before she'd said, "You will find your place here if you keep searching for it." It was all she'd say on the topic, which was made apparent when she'd turned and motioned for him to follow. "You will be assisting me with the harvest of herbs. My stocks are in need of being replenished, but there are a few that I would rather not risk the ingestion of at this time," voiced the girl, moving onto his inquiry. For why she did not wish to have certain plants enter her system at this time, she'd not shared, deciding to leave the subject alone unless it was asked about specifically. "None of them are poisonous, so you need not worry about that." Simply plucking the stems, flowers, or roots from the earth would not lead to the male's death, which she'd believed was necessary to make clear. Asterr was not the sort to harm another being, but whether the male knew or believed this, she wasn't certain of.