◊ let it water a parched throat with warm summer rain ◊
Snapdragon had not made much of a splash upon arriving in Verdantis. Some spot of bother had been going on, which had required Quinnat's attention, and now Quinnat seemed to have all but vanished. Snapdragon wasn't terribly bothered. It was still afforded protection by the pack, and that was what really counted for a young wolf like itself.
That was the trouble, really. Snapdragon appeared to be a young wolf, again. Others had gone back to treating it like a young wolf, as well. Snapdragon was not too proud to admit that it was annoying. Despite appearances, it hadn't been born yesterday— only reborn!
So, aside from hunting where it absolutely required the assistance of a wolf who was physically an adult as well as mentally, Snapdragon had fallen into the habit of avoiding the other members of Verdantis. This was no hardship for one who had so long been a wandering vagrant. Indeed, Snapdragon was able to devote even more time to study and experimentation, now that it didn't need to spend as much time on survival!
It was doing a bit of study now, actually. The happy buzzing of an aspiring herbalist filled the air. It fluttered here and there, touching down on stones or muddy patches for just a moment or two, scanning the ground. Here and there it selected a particular sort of branch and brought it to a steadily-growing pile, on a drier patch of riverbank. Occasionally it also collected a particular sort of stone: nearly too large for Snapdragon's mouth, and quite flat.
That was the trouble, really. Snapdragon appeared to be a young wolf, again. Others had gone back to treating it like a young wolf, as well. Snapdragon was not too proud to admit that it was annoying. Despite appearances, it hadn't been born yesterday— only reborn!
So, aside from hunting where it absolutely required the assistance of a wolf who was physically an adult as well as mentally, Snapdragon had fallen into the habit of avoiding the other members of Verdantis. This was no hardship for one who had so long been a wandering vagrant. Indeed, Snapdragon was able to devote even more time to study and experimentation, now that it didn't need to spend as much time on survival!
It was doing a bit of study now, actually. The happy buzzing of an aspiring herbalist filled the air. It fluttered here and there, touching down on stones or muddy patches for just a moment or two, scanning the ground. Here and there it selected a particular sort of branch and brought it to a steadily-growing pile, on a drier patch of riverbank. Occasionally it also collected a particular sort of stone: nearly too large for Snapdragon's mouth, and quite flat.