Chimera Fields to be hid

Kindle silently agreed, even if he did not share the same distaste. Cosmo had still been very strange, and he wasn't likely to forget the dog anytime soon.

He accompanied her, loosely, back to the patch of flowers and observed a moment to be sure he knew what needed to be done with them. He'd likely never be too interested in digging around for herbs, but it didn't hurt to know things.

"Oh, I suppose he's plenty old enough," he said, though inwardly, part of him quite agreed. On the other hand, perhaps the best time to be interested in girls was when you couldn't get them into trouble — but he had been taught that all babies were blessings, and he trusted Katmai well enough to stand by that, if it came down to it. "Just a few months younger than me, and this'll be my season, too."

His interest in it had waned as the months passed and he found himself still looking for a suitable partner — he was happy enough to meet strangers and to pal around with his cousins and his nephews.

"He wants to start his own pack," he added, inviting the woman to be amused by this fact. Kindle thought it was a fine and lofty goal, of course, and he didn't necessarily doubt his nephew's follow-through — it was just that he'd never shared in that sort of ambition, and he found it just a little puzzling. Just a little quaint.

"I'm Kindle, by the way," he said, beginning to copy her actions with the feverfew. "At your service."

He did so love to be helpful, after all.