Herbalists' Cache Remember When We Had Chocolate

He was moseying about a bush and, of course, disturbing Myrto's nap and getting every scrap of foliage stuck and intertwined into his fur along the way. Great.

Footsteps caused him to lift his head, looking to see the girl that had been on his mis=nd for a few days. Elve. 
She gracefully floated closer and he stood there like a lard ass watching. She looked happier and seemed to carry a light with her today. He waved his tail in greeting to her, chuffing softly. He eyes the antler in her jaws. It looked useful.

He returned her smile, just as warm as the summer day his eyes were born from. "Ah. I missed you Elve." His eyes gave her a teasing glint, but it was true. "Whatcha got there?" He questioned, curiously stepping closer. Myrto was now perched atop his crown, squeaking a greeting to the fae woman.