a lion still has claws

i'ma fade it bc i'm slowpoke anyway lately but we will def have a new one soon

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Explaining the history of the Creek and the Sunspire was never easy. Amekaze could answer her questions, but she knew it could not be simple to understand from an outsider's point of view. She would readily revisit the topic at another time, once a greater understanding of the pack's dynamic in action was had, or she had been given a chance to pick up anecdotes of the history from others. In either case, when she did not question it further for now, Amekaze let the topic slide.

There is a small collection of plants -- mostly of a few that I know of their uses, and some older leftovers from when aspiring medics did live here that I have preserved. I can show you, but it has been a work in progress lately, and is minimal at best right now.. she said, beginning to turn on her hind paws to aim her muzzle towards the forested grove where she had moved everything to. It was not much besides the bare minimum.

With that said, she picked up a smooth trot and headed that way, underneath the assumption that the tawny-coated female would follow. Ame would not pressure her to expand their stocks now, but did appreciate her apparent eagerness, so wasted little time in showing her what she wished to know.