Naavi
A voice spoke out, and Naavi shifted, slowly. How she briefly wished for long hair. "Gathering mushrooms. Want one?" She asked, turning brown hues onto the strange girl. Pretty, though certainly not someone that Naavi knew. She didn't know many humans. She had hoped to, perhaps, run into the pretty girl she'd led to the shrine again, Aisha.
Young, though her idea of young was different than the human's idea of young. This one was definitely young by human standards. The ones she was gathering now were simply edible on their own, the medical properties came when they were part of a recipe.
Young, though her idea of young was different than the human's idea of young. This one was definitely young by human standards. The ones she was gathering now were simply edible on their own, the medical properties came when they were part of a recipe.
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