Kaelion wasted little time with ceremony.

With a low grunt, he stepped forward and held out one of the small leather pouches toward the one who had spoken to him [squidnie], his thick fingers pinching the top just tightly enough to make the expectation clear. "For you," he said gruffly. His chin jetted out towards the other, the one trying to look like a unicorn [Charely Potter], encouraging him to come closer.

The pouch smelled faintly sweet and green, the mingled warmth of mallowsweet and the clean note of dittany— both carefully dried and carefully kept.

Nearby, Elatha turned her attention to the golden haired one [Samia]. Where Kaelion was earth and muscle, she was wind over high grass. "Yes," Elatha said, not unkindly, when Marina’s words finally tumbled to a halt. "It is incredible." She tipped her head slightly, gaze lifting skyward for a moment before returning to the girl. "Wonder should always travel with you. It need not root you to the ground."

Meanwhile, Astol glided across the glen to stand beside Professor Cox [sweetpinkpixie], his own arms folding across his muscular chest. "And we will escort you to the forest's edge."