Wapun Meadow working at the pyramid tonight

So stressed, Evien thought with a small smile, watching the dainty boy with interest. Almost like a skittish deer, staring at him so intently, like he might attack at any moment. And really, what could Evien do? Three working legs would only take him so far, and he was tiny as well, so there should be no risk. But perhaps the sprite was concerned more about other wolves rather than Evien alone. 

The boy was deliberate, stacking the plant up in a tidy pile, just like Evien would do with his own - perhaps even neater than that. It was fascinating, really. 

"You're right," he acquiesced when the boy spoke, but still padded over to nip at a couple of the remaining stems for himself. "Then you won't mind if I take a few back to my own pack?" Eyes cut back to the pale wolf. "I'm their medic and I don't have any chamomile in my stock yet."