Chimera Fields as long as my mom and dad were... smiling.

Sure, business. She lies casually. Yes, it was business of a sort- but moreso the business of her relationships, rather than anything political. At least, for once, she could visit him without any fresh bad news. When he wished well upon Yuèlóng, she briefly bowed her chin to him with respect, We are. I hope your pack is good, as well. Huā lifted her face again.

He laughs slightly at her question, and her ears flatten bashfully to her skull. The thought of having to chew not only bark, but also plants, and herbs, well- that sounded nasty. She winces more at this. I see now, why I am not made to be a medic, She laughed a little at herself. Maybe I am just selfish. But I think, I would have to really like someone, to chew tree-bark for them. And she giggled again.

What if a packmate was a, um... asshole, to you? Will you still chew the plant for him? Curious tilt of her head. Did he value loyalty to the pack over personal vendettas?