Moonstone Quarry peach or plum or strawberry

Oh! His name. How could he forget? (the answ is quite simple really: anxiety)

It’s nice to meet you. Any wolf that didn’t want to kill him on site was nice to meet. He gave a little smile of his own before continuing. I’m Hyacinth. It’s weird saying it out loud. The name was still felt so new.

It’s a good thing Hyacinth had been dowsing his wounds in water then. But herbs were something he’d yet to touch. With his luck he’d accidentally poison himself. 

He got a bit nervous when the woman inquired about his injuries. Well y’know… ran into a group looking for trouble. I didn’t really do anything to them. They just attacked me. It’s only a brief summary of the horror he’d been through.