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J A Z O N E L L
"The Medicine Man"
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The yellow and white flowers had captured his view for some time now; maybe it was just his never-ending wonder, that a plant, so small and fragile, could be of such use and importance. Even as he learnt more and more of these healing remedies, it never ceased to amaze him.
So, he was rather startled when an inquisitive voice interrupted his train of thought. Turning his head upwards, his eyes landed on a russet and cream coloured femme, standing out among their surroundings, unlike his blondish coat with darker markings across his forehead, back and tail tip. Her eye's were a rather fiery amber colour, the polar opposite of his joyful hazel orbs. Overall, she was quite pretty he had decided. Her words bounced around his head; Well, it must seem quite strange he was ogling a flower after all.
"It's Chamomile. It's used for muscle aches..."
The words slipped from his kissers before he could stop them; great. Now he probably sounded like some know-it-all nerd, who spent all his time with flowers. Which sadly, was almost the truth.
Sitting up on his haunches, he ignored the slight twinge of pain in his foreleg, taking in the femme once more. Nothing about her seemed overly hostile, so there really was no need for suspicion. Besides, even if she was dangerous, he was pretty screwed with his leg.
"I'm Jazonell, or Jazz. What's your name?"
Soft lyric's once again slipped from his lips, laced with curiosity. Who was she? Where was she from? He bit back the rather intrusive questions, at least, till she answered.
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