Hushed Willows consumed with that which it was nourish'd by

her work continues only for a few moments until she is interrupted by the abashed call of a pup. dropping the coltfoot neatly on its pile, she turns back to see the boy, easy smile on her face. "it is alright," she reassured him, not shifting from her post to meet him, for he seems taken aback enough already. it is his curiosity that ultimately prevails, however, and the witch is pleased to see his interest. 

"I'm sorting herbs, so that they might be stored for the winter." she explains, though leaves it open for the boy to offer more questions. she's noted the scents of many young in the territory, though this is the first child she's seen yet. "my name is Thelxiope. what is yours?" she asks, hoping that an introduction will put the boy more at ease. 

she shifts slightly to better face him. she can not deny the part of her that hopes he will show interest in the herbs she's gathered - she hopes to share what she knows with those here; to be a mentor as her adoptive mother was. the knowledge she's accumulated will only prove useful when used or shared, and thus far she has yet to do much of the latter. besides, she was younger than he when she started learning. still, she knows herbs do not interest many, especially young pups, most of which seem to enraptured by the wide world to see and explore to focus much on plants. she will entertain his questions gladly, but not attempt to tempt his curiosity further than it will stretch, if so be it.