Alys Glasse
Alys was far less bothered by the vampire gourd's diet than she was by the stranger's apparent annoyance with her. If anything, she found the notion of a carnivorous vegetable fascinating. And, if Melita's words were to be believed, there were more of them! "I want one," Alys said in an almost wishful tone. "That's incredible. You say they come out every Leafchange? Where?" It was, perhaps, the most verbose she had been with a stranger in quite some time, but she was genuinely interested, and her good mood still lingered.
She watched as the other woman poked and prodded at twigs and brush around a small sapling, tilting her head in confusion. "What are you doing?" she asked. Again, there was nothing judgmental about her voice or demeanor; she was simply curious. She'd never seen someone seemingly so intent on caring for a wild plant before.
She watched as the other woman poked and prodded at twigs and brush around a small sapling, tilting her head in confusion. "What are you doing?" she asked. Again, there was nothing judgmental about her voice or demeanor; she was simply curious. She'd never seen someone seemingly so intent on caring for a wild plant before.
