The Preserve; Saturday [03/18].

[beautiful_boc]

Boc was feeling terribly anxious (quelle surprise!) about being in the shop right now, which had up until recently felt fairly remote, fairly safe, but people kept showing up and being kind and giving him things, him who didn't deserve it, him who had nothing to offer back but mediocre stitchwork and perhaps things from the store, which weren't really his to give. And so he figured, if he wasn't in the store, no one could show up to give him things and kindness, so he was giving it a wide breadth at the moment.

The preserve, meanwhile, seemed a bit safe, didn't it? Odd beasts, but they were gentle, and he was a bit of an odd beast himself. And though it wasn't a very good season for it, it seemed, he was hoping he might forage a few things, here and there, maybe stumble upon some nice ruin fragments for runes...Nell said she liked plants, there were plenty of those out here, although he didn't know what Liliana might like, or Steven, too, he'd brought him that nice little bag of things. It felt like slim pickings, though, not a rowa fruit or Erdtree leaf to be found!

But he did have all day, and nowhere else to be, so picking through the woods it was.

[[ now that I've posted this, watch work explode and eat me again. BUT...open for all your preserve anx/or anxious demi-human needs! ]]