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With no great hurry Anathos, walked towards the river, enjoying the sights and sounds of the forest as he went. Stopping a time or two, he watched the birds fly by, and admired the flowers in blue. From the direction of the stream a sound foreign to the forest caught his ears, and he turned to see what it was. It seemed a fellow herla was looking for a drink. Almost imperceptably he quicken his pace as he went to see who the fellow might be.

"May the sun shine upon you all of your days, friend." He said, with a bow, as he took a drink from the cool waters of the stream. Gently, as to not disturb the sediment of the stream, he placed his front hooves in the water, that his vines might absorb some of it's refreshing strenght.

A frown crosses Anathos's lips, but only for a moment, then after a moments thought, he responds, "But with out the sun's warmth, the planet dies. The flowers do not grow, the waters freeze, and life fades. While you might not appreciate it's light now, we are lost with out it." The vines having had there fill, he steps back from the river, nodding towards it. "Come, drink. The cooling waters may make the sun more bareable for you."

Tilting his head with a look of perplexion, Anathos says, "High and mighty? No, I do not think I am such. I am merely a lowly child of the forest. But you seem thirsty, and yet you do not drink. Why do you fight your instinct?" Completely oblivious to the other herla's desire for peace, Anathos continues to watch him from across the stream, curious as to his motives.

Tilting his head, further perplexed by the strangers words, Anathos looked at the vines grown up his legs, to insure they had not in fact become twisted. Carefully, he moved them into more optimal position with his mouth, before turning his smile once more to the herla across the stream. "I apologize if the orientation of my vines was insulting to you, but I hope that I have remedied the situation. But forgive my lack of manners! I am Anathos, and who might you be?" With his self introduction, Anathos gave a deep bow, in an attempt to show respect.

With out skipping a beat, Anathos said, "I am confused. In what way do I 'piss you off'? Does my presence in some way effect your urinary functions? Would my 'getting bent' in some way help the problem? I am not sure what angles I am really capable of bending at, but if it would assist you in your duress, I am more then happy to try."

The growing annoyance of his fellow herla was completely lost on Anathos, as he tried to determine what was troubling the fellow. The last comment gave him an idea though, and he disappeared back into the forest for a moment before bringing back a chunk of wood. "Of course! You must be cold! Though I wouldn't suggest inhaling to much of the smoke, signals or no."

With a smile and a shrug Anathos slowly began to flex his various muscles and work his joints, keeping an eye on his fellow herla to see if it in some way made him more comfortable. After a couple of minutes he determined that what ever actions his was taking was clearly not helping the matter. "I can not help but to think that perhaps your problem will require more help then I am able to give you. Should we consult the herd elders to see if they know a solution to your urinary problems? Perhaps an herbal remedy exists that would be more effective then my meager bending abilities."

Watching his new friend laugh so whole heartedly, Anathos smiled. "I have oft been told that laughter is the best medicine, and it seems to be true. Now then, what do you have planned for this fine day?" He asked as he waited for the other herla to recover from his laugh attack. "If you find that you are hungry, I know of a berry patch not to far from here where the berries are just beginning to ripen. They are quite delicious."