IC Inbox - Folkmore

[darknighted]

This is Diluc.

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[darknighted]

Of course. We must see the wolf is properly fed.

[Diluc shakes his head, glancing down startled at the touch of that tail. This brat.

But it's nice, these simple moments.] Fresh herbs would be nice. Parsley. Chives.

[They'll help with making meals more interesting.]

[shadowsincryo]

Mmm, I wish we could get our hands on some lamp grass. [He misses it. Their scent. The light. He brushes his tail against Diluc's leg again.]

I'll be sure to bring home some lovely little seedlings. I trust you on what vintages come into this house.

[darknighted]

Me too.

[And now Diluc has an idea that he will chase down as well.]

Good. We'll meet back here for dinner.

[For more of this little domestic situation they've been building together.]