As they entered the unfinished building Balthy found himself watching Folke and Larkspur bond with one another. The way they distasted the smell of the ointments was a rather funny sight. "Giving her a name seems to have endeared her to me." Balthazar nodded in agreeance. So it does, I'm so glad you two are getting along well! you'll make great partners !" the Hyena remarks with a wide grin. He can't help but admire their small moment they share with the medicine, watching the snake retreat to the safety of Larkspurks neck, where he supposes the snake felt safest. "I can just about bet that snake can taste our salves, the have a great sense for things like that."
Balthazar didn't mind laying on the foundations of their home, breathing in the deep aroma of their salves and a little sawdust. The hyena sneezed, head bounching off the ground softly. He would have to come back here later and dust it out! Laying down wasn't what botherd him- it was adding the salves to his otherwise dry or crispy skin from the sun. Balthazar bites his teeth as he tries to choke down this discomforting growl that threatens to spill out. Oh dey 'elp but dey burn!" he hisses over Larkspur as she uses her paw to gently apply the slaves to the skin. Once the salve was on however it felt nice; cool like mint and he could feel the relaxing of his skin as it took in all the moisture the scabs could mannage.
His eyes close in relaxation as Larkspur carefully added the rest of the ointments to him. It reminds him that he only has so many hours in a day to get tasks done! Like finding more herbs to dry for medicine; they were running low on supply.Are you comfortable with me touching your wings?" no, he really wasn't- the only woof he would allow that from was Reed-- but she was still nowhere to be seen. The hyena reluctanly says yes to her offer, spreading out tye massive bat wings before her. He could feel the dry crackling in certain spots as the salve was carefully palced on. Larkspurs soft touches remind Balthazar she must be used to mending others.
Balthazar's ears twitched as Larkspur mentions her sister. She had a sister? The thought took a second to pinpoint. "I can help with the garden while you are away..if you wish to locate her." Balthazar could understand the deep ache of longing to find someone, and he would be damned if it were him keeping her from finding her!"Once I find it though... I suppose it depends. I have been a wandering wolf since I first left my birth pack, a lone one that healed when others asked. I suppose there's nothing wrong with setting up a second garden on the island, though." Balthazar nodded slowly at her words as he stood up. He wonders if she ever misses her birth pack. Being nomadic was hard and at times annoying.
Carefully flexing his large wings against the salve in order to spread it in more. It was extremely itchy in feeling so the Hyena fought to keep himself from rubbing his wings raw.
Balthazar turns to stare at Lark, face to fave when she mentioned Reed. "yes we have been through tough times..but you can't ever let that stop you." he recalls seaching for Reed everywhere - a few times- and he found her each time."I believe that all those tough times make us stronger... he eyes the salve hanging in the unfinished doorway. I really do think that salve will fix your wings. he pursues the matter lightly but shrugs in the end. "but if you dont want to we won't." the words slip from his tongue much like a snakes hiss- of course he wasn't trying to scare anyone, his pronunciation was just sometimes weird. "as for this sibling you seek- is there anyway I can help? If anything I could keep an eye on your garden while you're away.. Balthazar lightly extends his offer, knowing Lark may want a private reunion with her sibling after all.
"I'm going to see if I can gather some driftwood from the ocean-- maybe catch a few crustations or fish- even if you dont the small tidepools are great treasures! I always find intresting trinkets in them! You could have a look if you like?
Balthazar didn't really like staying still, so he moved a lot, trying to find things to occupy his time.
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Roll = perception
SUCCESS= he searches the beachd for good sized, washed up soft wood for the garden's gate.
Fail= the wood is out of his reach and requires swimming or magic to gather?
Balthazar didn't mind laying on the foundations of their home, breathing in the deep aroma of their salves and a little sawdust. The hyena sneezed, head bounching off the ground softly. He would have to come back here later and dust it out! Laying down wasn't what botherd him- it was adding the salves to his otherwise dry or crispy skin from the sun. Balthazar bites his teeth as he tries to choke down this discomforting growl that threatens to spill out. Oh dey 'elp but dey burn!" he hisses over Larkspur as she uses her paw to gently apply the slaves to the skin. Once the salve was on however it felt nice; cool like mint and he could feel the relaxing of his skin as it took in all the moisture the scabs could mannage.
His eyes close in relaxation as Larkspur carefully added the rest of the ointments to him. It reminds him that he only has so many hours in a day to get tasks done! Like finding more herbs to dry for medicine; they were running low on supply.
Balthazar's ears twitched as Larkspur mentions her sister. She had a sister? The thought took a second to pinpoint. "I can help with the garden while you are away..if you wish to locate her." Balthazar could understand the deep ache of longing to find someone, and he would be damned if it were him keeping her from finding her!
Carefully flexing his large wings against the salve in order to spread it in more. It was extremely itchy in feeling so the Hyena fought to keep himself from rubbing his wings raw.
Balthazar turns to stare at Lark, face to fave when she mentioned Reed. "yes we have been through tough times..but you can't ever let that stop you." he recalls seaching for Reed everywhere - a few times- and he found her each time."I believe that all those tough times make us stronger... he eyes the salve hanging in the unfinished doorway. I really do think that salve will fix your wings. he pursues the matter lightly but shrugs in the end. "but if you dont want to we won't." the words slip from his tongue much like a snakes hiss- of course he wasn't trying to scare anyone, his pronunciation was just sometimes weird. "as for this sibling you seek- is there anyway I can help? If anything I could keep an eye on your garden while you're away.. Balthazar lightly extends his offer, knowing Lark may want a private reunion with her sibling after all.
"I'm going to see if I can gather some driftwood from the ocean-- maybe catch a few crustations or fish- even if you dont the small tidepools are great treasures! I always find intresting trinkets in them! You could have a look if you like?
Balthazar didn't really like staying still, so he moved a lot, trying to find things to occupy his time.
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Roll = perception
SUCCESS= he searches the beachd for good sized, washed up soft wood for the garden's gate.
Fail= the wood is out of his reach and requires swimming or magic to gather?