Herbalists' Cache hoof trundle

cameo; will probably only respond if Other Shore is addressed <3

Other Shore took a long breath, and with that breath came the smell of pine needles and hidden herbs. A scent she had long forgotten.

Star Eater had warned her, back in Qeya River, to always stay by her side, and Other Shore had every reason to trust her words. Entering Herbalist's Cache now did not give her reason to disobey Star Eater. She soon decided that she needed to rest for a little while longer, maybe even chew another herb bundle if Star Eater insisted. With that thought, she turned towards Star Eater's new den, hoping to ask the woman if she could assist her in laying out and cleaning the caribou hides.

She was instead met with a pair of unfamiliar fern green eyes and a pelt that she had only seen among the Saatsine. A passionate youth still lingering on her, despite the chieftan having subdued her to the role of a slave. Star Eater appeared to be conversing with her now, and Other Shore quickly decided that it was best for her not to enter the den at the moment, hoping they had yet to notice her.

Other Shore stepped back, and turned away to immerse herself in the undergrowth once more.