Fox's Glade i was born a fighter;

the other would finally speak, perhaps bored of the silence between them. Baelfire slowly looked up at the man, giving a small sigh. "mm. no. not really" he would reply, for how could he hope to find anything when he didn't know what to look for. aloe was a good plant to have; he should have brought some with him when he came the Teekons. it'd be a lot less stress, relearning the native foliage here, when he could go for easier plants he knew. oh well.

he wanted to say 'sorry I tend to get pissed off when I can't do shit' but it fell vacant. there was no need to apologize. if the guy didn't like his muttering, he could get up and leave. it was a bit simple. it was a bit harsh too. Baelfire really didn't get out much to socialize. not since he came here. "vith" he uttered. fuck in drow. "just trying to remember these northern herbs" he'd explain at last with a slight grumble. "the ones I am used to... they cannot grow here."