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Spring was merging into the summer temperatures. The white of the snows used to make the most picturesque of scenes so pure here, but now the prospering verdant flora ambushed what was the cold and naked mountains. He never knew such greenery existed. Every so often he took a nibble of plants or healthy leaves low enough for the stretch of his plump tongue, spitting out those with the most acetous taste, and chewing the ones that didn't, with soft murmurs voicing his delight.

He was on his way to the stream his father took him for his first hunting lesson. On warmer days such as these, there was a longing for the crisp cool water to lap at the heat in his paw pads, but he was still not yet brave enough to face its depths. With the last of an apricot blossom branch in the firm grip of his jaws, he was set for his picnic date by the river-side.

He lay in the cool shade of a tree within the valley, picking at each petal methodically as though a boy with his packet of sweets. Watching the quietness of the water gently flow by and the occasional fish fin breaching the undisturbed surface. 

It was peaceful. His perfect day out.

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The aromatic fragrance of the blossoms had grown faint, and the petals, in turn, did not carry the same sweetness that Renn became so accustomed to, though little did he know the untouched flowers that waved across the crowns of their trees, would yield the nectar of fruit far more succulent to flow his juices later in the year. He plucked at each individually, careful and methodical with the tip of his incisors. The branch was firmly clasped between a criss-cross of front legs to facilitate his nibbling. He was oblivious to what was to come. 

Often seeking the quietness of his isolation, content with his own companionship. But nothing swelled his heart more than the sight of either parent blessing him with their presence during their busy schedules. He was mid-chew when he heard the comforting voice of his sire, swivelling his head slowly toward the direction in which it derived. And reflexively, Renn's tail bounced with a dull thump against the dried spring ground.

'Dad!', he gulped down his mouth of the ivory petals. 'Of course. Want some? It's yummy', pointing the branch in his father's general direction. He wasn't so precious to not share with another. 

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'Try it and tell me what you think', he giggled playfully, entertained by his father's hesitant curiosity. It was sweet though, he wouldn't eat anything less than that.

He bowed to take another couple of petals in one go, already fearing he'd run out if his father took to the same liking as he did. 

Renn shrugged at their question though. 'Nobody. I just enjoy tasting different plants and flowers, they all have such different smells. Did you know we have a herb growing at the top of our summit?', he gasped, clearly excited by the last revelation.

He had no concept of what was which and their purposes. But his nose frequently engrossed his attention from bud to bud. Knowing what was a flower, herb, or shrub, but nothing more.

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He couldn't help but let out a bubble of giggles again, watching his father's face contort whilst they experienced the tasting sensation, as though he played the part of a connoisseur. 'They've lost their taste a little bit. They were much sweeter when they first blossomed'. He smiled at his father, happy to share his little information.

He wasn't savvy to names, and he wished he knew, to enable his elaboration, but he was not wise to the art of botany. Shaking his head, slightly deflated by his little wisdom. 'I don't know the name, maybe you do, dad? It has roundish green leaves and big yellow — rhodiola rosea flowers on top!'. Maybe it was only he that was so observant about such flora, he hadn't found any of his siblings shared the same interest. He hoped one day he found someone that did.

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Renn nodded gleefully, eager his father was excited to try them again the following spring, just when they were at their best.

When he voiced his doubts of knowledge on this, the boy was a little sunk that they did not know, believing his father knew the answer to everything. Though he was aware none of his family shared the same pursuit as himself. His ears pricked at the suggestion, he hadn't clicked on asking Quicksilver. 'I think I will', the shy boy replied, he was too timid at this stage in his life to seek him and hoped the topic would be raised when they next visited their pack.

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shall we close here? cause renn is a little older now and im struggling to back date his mindset now LOL

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