So this was what freedom tasted like... the young girl had recently passed her year mark and was entering the treacherous waters of adult-hood. The healer in training also found she had a touch more freedom then she had before and was eager to make the most of it, test the boundaries so to speak. She hadn't done much exploring outside Abaven and Imperium since Motif lost her cool at the young girl for going behind her back, but today all that would change she would put back o her exploring hat and go out there and face the world! Okay, so, maybe she wasn't quite as brave as that. It would be her father, Shai that she would check in with and gain permission before slipping out of Abaven. Shai was friendly and easy to talk to, unlike the mother she clashed heads with. She wondered partially aimlessly well paying attention to  the paths behind her to ensure she wouldn't lose her way home again. She would make her way to redbud nook, a young forest with interesting growth and life to explore. The young girl would quickly find a patch of ginseng root, a very rare herb she had only seen dried in her Auntie's collection, never a fresh batch of before. She would set to harvesting the plant to dry later, determined to get her own collection of herbs to be as impressive as the Auntie she adored. "speech"

Warja had been to this particular forest on more than one occasion. She very clearly remembered when it was nothing but cinders. The transformation had been swift, if she recalled it right. One day there had been nothing but ash and fallen tree remains, and then the next the foliage had sprung up and blanketed the forest in new life. It was almost as if the gods had just decided one day that it was time for a change. As she slogged through a thin blanket of snow, Warja stared up through the thin trees. The way the snow managed to balance on the tips of the thin branches was beautiful and eye-catching. Each one was uniquely balanced, some in clumps and others in frozen drips. As stand alone pieces they were gorgeous, but all together they were breathtaking. Movement up ahead drew Warja's eyes away from the trees.  A young wolf, one waaaaay taller than her, was scratching at the ground. Naturally Warja's eyes went to the plant as she neared. She recognized it immediately. No way! Ginseng? "Oh, wow! Nice find!" Indeed it was. The plant was rare and precious, and finding it this time of year was unheard of. The girl was very fortunate. It made Warja miss her stash all the more. ""

Shaye would be disturbed from her rare find by the movement of another, through it would be the moment she looked up was also the moment the stranger spoke, and Shaye's expression would break into a delighted grin. The smaller wolf seened to know exactly what herb Shaye was unearthing, even if she didn't mention it by name, and seemed to know how rare a find it was, not just in general but in the season as well. Likely a couple more days would find the plant dormant if Shaye hadn't found it and prepared it for drying. “Hi!” the young girl beamed, scrubbing dirt and snow off her paws as she focused on the stranger, and her little blue feather bobbed up and down with the movement. The Ginseng was carefully picked up in her maw as she took a step closer to the grey-black girl. “I'm Shaye” she introduced herself herself, speaking around the plant in her mouth. “Do you know herbs too?” she wondered. "speech"

The pup chirped a greeting as she kicked the grit off her forefeet. With exuberance that matched her tone, the girl then snatched up her plant and introduced herself as Shaye. As she moved about, a small patch of blue at her crown drew Warja's gaze away from her eyes. A feather? How interesting! She'd never seen jewelry quite like that before. Once she'd met a brute with a gold ring in his nose and while undeniably creative, it didn't hold a candle to the simple beauty the feather lent to Shaye's features. The girl asked her if she knew herbs too and Warja grinned. Now there was something she could talk about all day! "I do," she confirmed warmly, "I'm a healer for Yfir. I've been interested in plants since..." The young healer was on the verge of saying "since I was about your height" when it occurred to her just how silly that would sound coming from a much shorter wolf and while she could guess as Shaye's age, she couldn't guess well enough to make the statement "your age" true. "Since I was very young." Dipping her head, she said, "It's very nice to meet you, Shaye. My name is Warja." ""

Shaye would catch the other girls eyes on her little blue feather and she gave her head a light shake so it would flutter in the air. She was very proud of her Macaw feather, it was very similar to the three that adorned the father she admired and she cherished the memory of finding her feather on the beach back in the Southern lands of Shai's birth place. Through the attention of both girls would easily fall to herbs and her new friend would admit that she was a healer, an actual healer! Shaye was impressed, she was only an apprentice at the moment and still had a lot to learn. The silver wolf would hesitate as she spoke of how long she had been interested in herbs. She nodded in understanding as the answer came to very young, so too had Shaye even if for her that time wasn't very long ago. “Its nice to meet you too Warja, so your a real proper healer? Because i'm still learning so far” she explained "speech"