Silver Creek like you've never had before

grayson listened intently as she explained, pleased in her choice of words. she spoke a lot, but not without reason, and because he had asked her to. he nodded once to give her reassurance, just as she'd finished talking about the lavender. "lilah needed that," he commented simply. she did. he hoped it had done her good -- he also remembered, offhandedly, that oryx had told him that daivya had done this. he was glad to see that important information -- more than just petty gossip -- was being passed among the women. then again, oryx might only have learned this through gossip. no matter.

"that is wonderful," grayson said with a single wag of his tail across the snowy earth, "i am surprised you found so much in such dreadful weather -- you've done rosings well, daivya." he nodded to the cache again, a brow quirked now. "is this where you plan on keeping your cache?" he asked, no show of his opinion on the matter.