Redtail Rise marviosa

dad was close. it was a sense that ancelin found himself very attentive. and even though ashlar was captivating, the boy was still dimly aware of the little instinctual bell that rang satisfyingly at the back of his head. 
"herbs?" ancelin repeated the word once, then mumbled it again as he began to sniff at each set of green leaves. he could parse basic differences in the plants, but soon lost interest. the boy's tail wagged, however, at the mention of mama. "stummick ache?" he frowned, then brightened. "like when i eated poop outside and then i frow up in da bed."