Stone Circle Whoaoh

yay!

 

Lemmikki figured that with everything going on, perhaps she had better get to know… everyone. Her quiet ways had neither helped nor hindered her, but she realized the day of the meeting that she really knew no one but for Skáld—and if anyone else was to lead them, what use would they have of her, if she thought she wasn’t doing anything? 

…and what was she doing, really? Ikki hardly knew herself. She needed to find some sort of plant tutor. Collecting wasn’t nearly enough to be helpful. Identifying and gardening, though? That could be something. 

She had the great idea to go and find one of her plant caches. Maybe she could ask around, and express her interest in learning to others. Let her intentions be known and all of that. Lemmikki was here, and here to stay. She bounded ahead, a little inspired, when she saw the prowling figure of…

Yes, that was Sven! Her tail was still behind her, a twitch the only thing to reveal what was half excitement and half anxiety. hey, she started, voice quiet—it would be no surprise if he missed the word entirely. Lemmikki tried again, for the sake of wanting to put forth an honest effort, uhm. Hey! she tried again, will alone making her voice a little louder.