Herbalists' Cache touch

When he returned, the feathered black seemed elated with his find which, in turn, made him glow even brighter than moments before. It was silly to think that a frozen, frost-touched stick could ever be seen as a treasure, but here they were! She inched closer, excitedly, and Calloon let her do whatever with his find. He would even allow her to keep it if she so wished, having no use for a stick. She seemed to be more familiar with the uses of these object; perhaps she could do something crafty with it for her family or pack.

When she showed signs of wanting to play, his own tail gently wagged behind him as he joined her dance - bowing playfully before her, picking up the stick when it was nudged to him and tossing it to the side. While it may have been a weird thing to do at first, he soon darted after it, picking it up and tossing it back to see if she got his game - smiling all the while as rumbling laughter came from the back of his throat.