take a step, take another step

RAY

In ancient times
cats were worshipped as gods

Ray was glad that her friend had heard her and would at least keep the concept on the back burner. That was all that the herbalist could ask for. The pot was soon cleaned, the materials and such put away, and the workshop returned to its previous state. Ray took off her apron and hung it on the wall, gesturing for Seren to do the same.

The mention of stray cats had Ray chuckling. "I pick up all manner of strays, both animal and human. You'll be in good company." She gave her friend a quick wink. "I pick up so many alley cats that I had to add an infirmary with beds to my apothecary." Truly, the idiots of Torchline were practically feral in their tendency to get into trouble. And some poor idiot always ended up at Ray's shop needing to get something stitched up.


Leading Seren out of the workshop and up the stairs to her apartment, Ray brought them into the kitchen. On the counter cooling was a fresh batch of cookies, and she handed one to her guest. The herbalist then went over to a cabinet and brought out a tin. She began to fill it with cookies before handing that to Seren as well. "For the road. One cookie is never enough."

They have not
forgotten this