Focus.

Closing his eyes, taking a deep breath, holding, then letting it go. Tighnari repeated the gesture for a few moments to calm his slightly growing erratic heartbeat. The heat in his cheeks hidden by the hair framing it out of view; his gloved hand carefully plucked the material from the soil.

Examining it with a critical eye, tail lightly swaying as he hummed. He can somewhat feel less energetic now. He can focus on his research.

Putting the material in the basket, he found a cozy spot within the forest to record his observations. Sitting on a flat rock under the cool covers of tree branches shielding away the blistering heat.

He carefully examines a plant sample, considering its properties for his research.