Hang your kisses on all my branches, please
Finding something that can wound without maiming, killing, or altering consciousness in Caido is a slog.
Hotaru normally has no need for things like that, but the Academy is holding a lesson on healing and she has a sturdy group of volunteers who had willingly offered themselves to be minorly injured for the sake of examination and treatment. Ordinarily Hotaru would merely prick them or incur a small laceration, but they'd already covered that in this multi-class on healing so noooo she has to go all the way to the Hollowed Grounds to find something else.
She's hoping to find seed ghosts, but apples are hard to source in Longheat. There are a few summer-bearing species, but it makes her job harder given she has to collect them on foot and hope they have a seed ghost riding along. Luckily she knows there are apples around, having scouted this copse from above in her falcon from before shifting to walk on foot and begin filling her basket.
Looking rather red-riding-hood with her basket full of apples and general woods-wandering, the storybook luck continues when a flinthopper startles at her passing and promptly sets fire to the dry grass around her, making her curse and jump aside - spilling apples out the side of her basket.
Hotaru normally has no need for things like that, but the Academy is holding a lesson on healing and she has a sturdy group of volunteers who had willingly offered themselves to be minorly injured for the sake of examination and treatment. Ordinarily Hotaru would merely prick them or incur a small laceration, but they'd already covered that in this multi-class on healing so noooo she has to go all the way to the Hollowed Grounds to find something else.
She's hoping to find seed ghosts, but apples are hard to source in Longheat. There are a few summer-bearing species, but it makes her job harder given she has to collect them on foot and hope they have a seed ghost riding along. Luckily she knows there are apples around, having scouted this copse from above in her falcon from before shifting to walk on foot and begin filling her basket.
Looking rather red-riding-hood with her basket full of apples and general woods-wandering, the storybook luck continues when a flinthopper startles at her passing and promptly sets fire to the dry grass around her, making her curse and jump aside - spilling apples out the side of her basket.
Sink your fingers into the darkness of my fur
Valkyrie
