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He listened with rapt attention as Rurik glanced at the plant he'd dug up then shrugged, saying he could help people and make them feel better. Triton wrinkled his nose and tilted his head. "How does a plant make you feel better? Some flowers smell good but others stink. Does looking at it make them feel good?" He hadn't gotten into asking his aunt or his mother how exactly the herbs worked when they used them to heal. He had a short attention span most of the time and there were too many things to do other than sit around and ask questions about plants. But somehow Rurik made it sound cool and useful. He had to know! Rurik just seemed the healer type, somehow, even though Triton wasn't sure how it all worked. It was like he was wise and would show up out of nowhere when someone was in pain, offering them aide with plants like some kind of god or something. Somehow that made it sound so much cooler than when his aunt and mom had told him they were healers and wanted to help others. He let Rurik have his moment before the other wolf suddenly collapsed to his stomach with only his paws dangling in the water. Somehow it seemed like such a graceful move that Triton felt the inclination to do it too. He had perfected the mimic tendency at a young age, having used it as his only form of play as a young puppy when other wolves approached him. He remembered stomping his paw in the water like the other wolf did and then jumping in to play when the female wolf came onto the scene. He used it now to lay down on his stomach too and let just the tips of his toes go over the bank and into the water. He jumped and then shivered. It was so cold! But he bit his tongue, not wanting to voice such a complaint since Rurik made it look so much better doing it himself. He wanted to look like that too so he forced himself not to think about the cold. He nodded in avid agreement when Rurik told him no one was wise, that there more beyond what they could see and feel. "I'm starting to see that now. At first I thought there was only Glorall but I'm starting to see other lands that aren't Glorall and other wolves that don't smell like the ocean but of other things. How do you experience it all in one lifetime?" He didn't know that Rurik was talking about things deeper than just the physical. Of course, he would never admit it. Rurik offered up advice and his eyes widened, eagerly wiggling his toes in the water as if that would make him absorb the information that much better. He nodded to everything Rurik said because it all happened just like he said! He didn't see anything die but he knew his parents brought back dead animals for him to eat and he heard of wolves dying too, from stuff like old age and sickness and stuff. Life had to have something to do with that, right? Rurik told him to let it happen and he knew there was really nothing else for him to do BUT let it happen. He couldn't stop his parents from hunting and even if he could, he would just end up going hungry and he didn't want that either. He wanted to eat which meant things would have to die. His voice was bound in determination, barely above a whisper as he continued to nod. "I will, Rurik. I'll let it all happen." He looked out at the water then back at him, blinking a few times as he watched the distant look in Rurik's eyes. "How did you get to know all this? Is there a training course or something I could take to know these things better?" Triton male.1 year old.35' 140#.born to Inanna x Thor.bound to none.mated to none.father to none.Glorall |