Herbalists' Cache ticking time

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star eater regards the woman with a quiet nod, her silver eyes appraising. she is not unfamiliar with nagruk, though their paths have not often crossed.
and you are... nagruk, yes?
her voice is even, unreadable, but there is a weight to it—a quiet knowing. she glances briefly toward where sun eater works, then back to the woman before her.
her grip on the hide tightens slightly before she releases it, letting it sway gently in the cold breeze. she does not move closer, but she does not step away either.
you will have your own hide some day.