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"Very curious. I apologize for asking so much of you Enki. You truly are a special pae it seems. Where I came from, I knew much about many things, but in this new place I still have very much to learn." Zecora smiled lightly, she noticed his head tilt at her and so she explained her actions. "It is my hope that a new plant will grow from my discarded fruit. That is if de pesky birds don't go running off with it." Zecora laughed heartily.

"So what are you doing here in dese woods today sir Enki?" Zecora asked the male curiously. "Do you live nearby?"

Zecora's eyes widened. Of course, where had her mind wandered off to that she had forgotten to cover her seed in dirt. That was the most basic of gardening things. Though gardening itself was not her specialty, she at least knew that much. She was clearly distracted by her new friend. "Ah, thank you for that. It sounds like you are on a great journey."

Fiddling with the handle of the basket in her hand, Zecora began speaking again, "You know herbs and plants? You truly remind me so very much of my people. In truth, I have been out here studying herbs and plants for many moons now. I am a healer of sorts. Many of the herbs I knew are not here and many of the herbs that are here, I do not know." Zecora had a feeling this new friend would be very helpful in her studies.

"I live closer den you, but still farther away in Laisidhiel, the faun city. My people settled into the tree after we came to our new home." Zecora explained as she pointed in the general direction. The city was so big, they could probably see the top of it if they were in a clear spot. Zecora still considered the other fauny to be her people now, even if she wasn't quite the same as them.

"You must know all about it if your father is a faun though." Zecora handed over her basket, which was not very full at all, she hadn't been very successful yet. "I thank you good sir." She smiled back at him politely, it was nice... and different... to be treated in such a way. Zecora was a bit of a hermit, and did not usually socialize in a way like this, but Enki reminded her so much of home that it was comforting.

"You have heard her voice? What did she say?" Zecora asked curiously. It still was interesting to the female that the tree spoke to anyone at all. She had called the fauny home to her, it seemed a miracle to Zecora that this could happen. She nodded her head slowly, stroking her chin thoughtfully. It did seem the faun were very inward focused, although she was only just starting to adapt to this new society and had no idea of the reasons why. "It does seem perhaps the faun are wary of change... but your father is a faun, as you say. If Laisidhiel has spoken to you, perhaps you belong there just as the fauny belong there?" She suggested.

"Ah yes, it used to be I knew exactly where to get what I needed. Alas, now I have to search for every-ting, and make sure it is de right ting." It was long and tedious work now. Perhaps someday she would know where everything was again, but for now her journeys to get supplies were long. "I be needin' herbs for your typ-i-cal ailments: burns... illness of de stomach... fever... " Zecora began to list off.

Zecora nodded her head in understanding. She hadn't heard Laisidhiel herself, only felt the tug, but she was sure other fauny had heard her voice. "Hm... perhaps Laisidhiel was calling all of her children home. You are just as much her child as I am from what I understand." Zecora smiled and laughed, trying to imagine a tree having a heart attack. This Enki was funny. "I suppose it couldn't hurt to find out. Perhaps if you get closer, you will hear her." Zecora suggested as she walked beside the leafy angel. "Ah that would be perfect, Guide Enki... I am most glad to have run into you dis day."

"That would be wise, I do not have much authority on any of these tings." Zecora agreed. Zecora wasn't going to speak much further on it, despite living in the tree for a few moons now, she didn't feel like she knew much about the hierarchy and leader. "Laisidhiel is a tree is she not? She has no eyes in which to see. Perhaps she looks at the soul." she smiled at Enki. From the entire conversation they had so far, she could tell he was self-conscious about his appearance, but Zecora didn't think he should feel that way, he was quite the handsome pae.

Zecora's eyes lit up when she was presented the flower, it was truly a beautiful specimen. "Tis a beaut-i-ful flower," Zecora stated in bewilderment, "For what is its purpose?" she asked Enki, thinking that it was one of the plants that offered some sort of remedy, and not realizing it was a gift. "It seems special. A mystery you say?" Zecora's head tilted at the way he had described the day as a mystery. Enki was right though, with the sun hitting this patch of flowers, it was something magnificent. Zecora let herself warm in the sun's ray.

Zecora's grey striped cheeks became tinted with pink as she blushed. It was not often that she was treated this way. As a shaman-type, most did not view her as a thing of beauty or desire but as someone to go to when they needed help. "That is most kind of you," she said softly. Zecora couldn't see what she looked like with the flower, but she felt more beautiful just from being gifted it and wearing it.