Sunbeam Lair A Casual Stroll Through The Woods

Asterr had remained silent whilst watching the male go to work, assessing how well he'd done, and realizing that he had been paying attention. Under her instructions, he'd succeeded in extracting a decent root, an act that she'd been glad to witness. A small smile held fast to her lips and, at one point, there'd even been a brief moment in which laughter had spilled out of her mouth. He was like a child, she'd noted, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing—in fact, in the present situation, it was a good thing. "You did well, Gray," she'd praised him, looking towards the root. "If you continue to try after having failed, you will only ever succeed—this applies to everything that you take an interest in." Everyone had an exceptional amount of hidden potential, she believed, and he was no different.

"Continue to work on it when you are able, and I am sure you will manage to harvest the roots wonderfully each and every time," the girl voiced, then approached that which had been collected. "I will be taking these back to my chamber." It was with her usual, gentle touch that the girl lifted the roots up off of the ground, careful to not pierce any of the flesh with her teeth. After offering a dip of her head as a goodbye, the chieftess departed. She'd headed in the direction of her medical space, leaving the male to his own devices.