Masumi had grown from being an energy filled child to a reserved, if not quiet, who had strong sense of family and a strange love of plants and herbs. She relied heavily upon her sisters for support even on the days that she spent alone, as she was currently. The brown lioness stretched out her limbs as she gathered up the various herbs she had gathered gingerly in her maw, trotting over to sit and relax beneath one of the grand trees that littered her homelands.
She released her grip on the leaves, letting them fall to the ground before she settled down onto her belly, blue eyes cast downwards instantly categorizing each of the plants mentally before her paws moved forward and began separating them. It was interesting to the lioness to find how fascinated she was by something as simple as plants.
Perhaps it stemmed from the events of her childhood, where her older sister had taken her and Laka out to see the flowers, or the fact that when she had been born a leaf and landed upon her paw which was one of the many leaf tattoos that littered her frame. She felt drawn to them.
