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“If my day was only tending to the wounded and preparing medicine, wouldn’t be much of a day, would it?” As the ocelot spoke, she telekinetically poured two cups of hot tea. The witch had a hunch another would roll in before long; if she was wrong, then she’d have it herself.
“Sorry, that came out more caustic than I meant. Please, take a seat and chat.” Rosemary’s forked tail flicked to indicate an empty chair. Then a glimmer sparked in her orange-red eyes. “The temple’s a good spot for tea. And if someone comes in with injuries, well, then it’s convenient for me to have extra paws on deck. You don’t seem the squeamish type, Arseno.”
Her left pair of eyes drifted towards the temple entrance as, indeed, a second visiter arrived. The maned wolf’s appearance confused her. However, Rosemary recognized the texture and color of his aura almost instantly. He was her nephew, after all, and she wouldn’t forget family.
“Herbs? What a thoughtful gift. I already poured you a cup, so take a seat with Arseno and me.” Rosemary’s soft smile didn’t do the rush of happiness in her chest justice. One of many benefits to having a large family was, of course, she could always count on a Roux to appear whenever she thought herself alone. And it was so easy to retreat into being a hermit by default. “You’ve been working on controlling your powers, right? Let me know if you’d like more lessons.” Or had it only been Blue she’d tutored? What a terrible aunt she was.
“Oh, and about the tea: it’s got a citrus kick, but it’s the caffeine you’ll want to watch out for. If you can hear your heart beating in your ears, I recommend putting the rest of the cup aside.” Rosemary’s gaze lingered on Sorbet—Ciabhan now—she considered asking him where Quasar had run off to (those two had been thick as thieves, hadn’t they?) but thought better of the question. Instead, she turned to the brown wolf. [b]“How’re you settling into pirate life?
[/td][/tr][/table]“Sorry, that came out more caustic than I meant. Please, take a seat and chat.” Rosemary’s forked tail flicked to indicate an empty chair. Then a glimmer sparked in her orange-red eyes. “The temple’s a good spot for tea. And if someone comes in with injuries, well, then it’s convenient for me to have extra paws on deck. You don’t seem the squeamish type, Arseno.”
Her left pair of eyes drifted towards the temple entrance as, indeed, a second visiter arrived. The maned wolf’s appearance confused her. However, Rosemary recognized the texture and color of his aura almost instantly. He was her nephew, after all, and she wouldn’t forget family.
“Herbs? What a thoughtful gift. I already poured you a cup, so take a seat with Arseno and me.” Rosemary’s soft smile didn’t do the rush of happiness in her chest justice. One of many benefits to having a large family was, of course, she could always count on a Roux to appear whenever she thought herself alone. And it was so easy to retreat into being a hermit by default. “You’ve been working on controlling your powers, right? Let me know if you’d like more lessons.” Or had it only been Blue she’d tutored? What a terrible aunt she was.
“Oh, and about the tea: it’s got a citrus kick, but it’s the caffeine you’ll want to watch out for. If you can hear your heart beating in your ears, I recommend putting the rest of the cup aside.” Rosemary’s gaze lingered on Sorbet—Ciabhan now—she considered asking him where Quasar had run off to (those two had been thick as thieves, hadn’t they?) but thought better of the question. Instead, she turned to the brown wolf. [b]“How’re you settling into pirate life?
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