Maybe no one told you...
Navigation -- Druid Moor
After allowing herself to be more exploitative than what was normal for her, Star had traveled in a western direction to get the lay of the coast line. She had crossed a river and was now making her way inland to find a safe place to take shelter in. Bright jade eyes widen as she realizes she had stumbled into a moor of sorts. The soft scent of heather brushed across her nose, accompanied by brackish water and other herbs she would discover in a few moments. For now, she contented herself in getting to know the land around her. She took note of the dormant heather plants, climbing over the small hills that were covered in short growing grasses. In an effort to gain ground, Star moved uphill until she could see out over the mist shrouded land. She couldn't see much, but there were small, dark bodies of water and peat moss covered everything that the grass left untouched. The mist covering the area was thick and moved slowly when the air stirred around her frame. Her dainty and delicately sculpted face pointed to put her nose to the wind, the smell of nearby wolf urging her to move along.
Moving further into the moor, Star could feel how much she stood out against the dark grasses of the early evening. The temperature began to drop, though it was not nearly as biting cold as the obsidian beach had been. Suddenly, the scent of old death permeated the air, and Star felt her paws move in the direction of the smell. Finding the doe in the patch of heather had been no accident. This was just about the most useful herb that Star knew about. There was meadow-sweet growing all over, thanks to the deer, a plant that was nearly unrecognizable without its pretty white flowers. For once, Star was glad that her mother had been the medicine wolf of her birth pack. As a roaming clan, Stardust had come to know a variety of plants and herbs to either heal or kill. The dry tops of Valerian flowers wobbled in the wind as the young woman moved closer to the deer. The body had become a garden of sorts, giving life to the herbs and flowers of the moor. It was a beautiful death that the doe had been given, and Star wondered if the spirit could see her wonderfully decorated grave.
This was the first time she'd traveled past the estuary in ... well it felt like forever. This wasn't the first time she'd come to Druid's Moor, but once she arrived she remembered why she hadn't. The place was still as foggy, desolate, and eerie as ever with rolling mists and dark corners. It was hard to imagine that she'd originally planned on setting up her pack near Celestial. Around most of her former pack there had been desert areas with almost no water and a lack of life. It would have been a harsh existence. Then there were the two moors which just didn't seem like a place she wanted to raise her children despite all the herbs that grew in the area. She didn't like the idea of danger lurking in dark corners. No, she much preferred the area she'd chosen. It'd prove to be better in the long run. The scent of death and decay was mostly what had brought her out here. Had she been a healer (and if it hadn't been so cold) she might have been interested in scouting around for some plants that might have survived the winter. As it was she didn't know enough about herbs or their uses to make any use out of them. That was Zuriel's job and anyone else's who decided to join her as a healer. She was glad Zuriel would be coming along. She was positive Zell's talents didn't lie in the the medicinal field and with a bunch of pups soon to be running around she was sure she was going to need all the help she could get. She'd almost lost track of where she was going, but before she knew it the stench of death was overwhelming. Standing by the plant-coated carcass was another wolf that she hadn't scented. The smell of the doe had been so overpowering that she'd missed the woman's scent entirely. She studied her for a moment and unsurprisingly she was bigger than herself with light colors. She was pretty from what she could see, but pretty didn't mean friendly. "Good morning." She called out, coming to stop a respectful distance away. Walk, "Talk" Think |
It was startling to hear another voice ring out from the mists, after so long of traveling alone, Star had become accustomed to being the only voice around. So when the beautiful female greeted her, she was met with a jump and a soft yelp as Star scurried for cover behind the carcass. Looking up the grassy incline to where the female was standing, Star peeked up around the deer to try and spot an escape route should she need one. Eyeing an old deer path that would take her back around the small hill the other wolf was standing on, to lead her back toward the plains. Her light jade eyes move back to the multi-hued woman on the hill, a small embarrassed sound that was something akin to a laugh escaped her. Long, thin looking legs carried her airy frame back to face the shorter, but sturdier, femme.
Ducking her delicate head, the young healer gave a small smile and spoke as soft as the breeze around her. "Forgive me, I did not hear your approach. Good morning to you as well." A wave of her tail and the young girl looked back at the herbs the deer had grown. "Do you think you could help me gather some of these plants? I have only just arrived here and want to be prepared. I can teach you about them if you like, they aren't hard to learn. My mother taught me, and I would love to show you!" Taking in the large trees around the woman as she spoke, Star waved her tail happily, as if she could banish the mists with the power of her happiness at having someone to talk to.
She moved then to look at the flowerless plants, saddened that she would only be able to tell the woman about their leaves and roots, rather than their pretty blooms. Still, she was happy to have company. Star looked around once more, noting the beauty in her surroundings as she waited for the other wolf to assist her - assuming that she would get help. The deep greens of the grass and moss were lovely, but the hills that were outlined by dark grey against silver gave a most stunning backdrop to the moor.
Faite took a step backwards in surprise as the woman jumped with a yelp. An ear flicked back slightly in confusion as the woman used the deer as cover. She hadn't really thought that she'd crept up on her - Faite hadn't noticed that her steps were silent. Normally she would have given the other girl fair warning that she was approaching - after all scaring her wasn't exactly her intention. Was she just startled or was she just naturally timid? She didn't get to reflect on it for long before the woman stepped out from her cover with a soft laugh. Her ear flicked forward again and it seemed as though her question was answered. She'd taken the other woman by surprise. She smiled easily back at her and offered a friendly wave of her tail. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." It seemed like all was forgiven though. The other wolf was instantly friendly and Faite cocked her head to the side as the woman invited her to help her look for more of the plant that grew on the deer. She offered it a look and unsurprisingly it looked like just about any other plant she'd seen lately. There were no defining flowers to tell it apart which didn't help her case. She wasn't a healer, yet her a stranger was offering her to teach her. "Well I can certainly try and help, though I'm not much good with herbs. I'm Faite by the way." She couldn't quite bring herself to say no - it seemed rather rude and if she needed help Faite was certainly the type to do so. She was sure if she picked the wrong thing she'd find out sooner or later - plus it was a good chance for a lesson, even if she might not remember it later down the road. Walk, "Talk" Think |