Whitebark Stream And so it begins

his eyes widened slightly as she began to go through her apparent trove of knowledge, listing names of herbs he'd never heard of in his life. surya tried to keep them all in mind, but when he stared at the flowers, all he saw was. . .plants. how do you tell them all apart? he blurted, shaking his head in disbelief. they all look the same to me.

it was impressive, really. brute strength and swift paws were one thing—that seemed to come naturally to an apex predator. but to remember all this? it took skill he couldn't dream of.

the pleasure is mine, surya replied nobly, grinning. it appears you've settled in well. she was a year or so older than him, and more worldly by far. there was a high probability of the young man making an arse of himself. . .but he'd recover. he always did, right?