While she was never one to settle in a place for very long, something was different about this God's Garden. The variety of plants here was unlike anything she had ever seen, and she was all too happy to tend to it. Even if it clearly didn't need any help. The Kava she had propagated seemed to be doing well- she checked on it fairly regularly. But today, she was happy to tend to something a little less finicky. The purple flower heads of Lavender had caught her attention from across the clearing multiple times. But today, she would go harvest some.

It was hard not to get distracted on the way over. If it was for the colorful blooms of marigold, it was the beautiful clusters of yarrow. Both things that she would make a mental note of their location.  However, nothing would bring peace like the aroma of the Lavender, and this garden had plenty to spare. Once Kiliaen got close enough, she couldn't help but stick her muzzle into the flowers- inhaling the delicate and sweet floral scent. It was delightful.
 

It wasn’t the first time that Gavroche had set out to gather herbs, nor was it the first time he had set out to gather this particular one. Lavender appeared to be the only thing that could soothe his wife, and though he she had managed to bring Saga home, she seemed even more on edge, and worried, than she had been when the child was under Ignis’ “care”. Saga had come back unharmed, but Bellamy seemed very bothered by how long Saga was with Ignis, and the fact that the cub had seemed to make friends. The man knew his wife was balancing a hard decision on her chest. While she didn’t want to restrict Saga, or forbid her from seeing those she had formed bonds with, she wanted the cub nowhere near Ignis… and Gavroche coudln’t blame her. Not that his wife was a saint but… it seemed every time she and Ignis came together her demons liked to try and rear their ugly heads. The last thing Gavroche wanted was for Bells to have another breakdown, and so collecting more lavender had been at the top of his priorities. Thankfully, during her travels, Bellamy had found a wonderful location that wasn’t claimed by a pack and so, that was where Gavroche was headed. He set off with his bag, Jessie, and James in tow, though the tiny bat was more content to nap in her usual spot behind his ear as he traveled. Arriving at the garden Gavroche made a mental note to check for other needed herbs here before he left. He began to pad forward, through the different blooms, his green gaze sweeping the land before landing on a young woman right by the plant he’d been hunting for. The tiny man approached her, ears perked forward, as he spoke in a calm, soft tone in hopes that he wouldn’t startle her. “The lavender is beautiful, isn’t it? It is so calming as well.” "Speech" 'Thought.'

Withdrawing her face from the blooms, she set back to admire them for a moment longer. More than just their alluring color, but their quality as well. Here in the untamed garden, it seemed everything thrived. Everything grew in so abundant and full, appearing to be the largest versions of themselves. Surely it wasn't a coincidence. Her attention drifted to the ground beneath her paws. Perhaps it was something to do with the soil. Leaning in once more, she casually inhaled the perfume as she processed.

Though those thoughts were momentarily interrupted by the masculine tones of another's voice. Perking up, her attention flashed in the direction of a very interesting individual. Not wanting to be rude, she did her best to avoid starring him down- but it was difficult to not admire the wings that were folded to his sides and his unique stature and coloring. When his words registered, she offered him a friendly grin. "Oh, it certainly is! It's very difficult to pick a favorite, but I would have to say that it's certainly in the running for me." Kiliaen responded. Her attention panning back to the flowers in question for a moment before returning. "Everything is so plentiful here." She remarked, taking a step to the side and gesturing to the several shrubs that had rooted in this particular spot. Not that it was her's to keep in anyway- she just wanted to ensure that her new acquaintance felt welcomed.

It flashed in her mind that she wasn't just here on a coincidence either, and she lended her focus back to her task. "I was just coming to collect some myself." The auburn fae added, echoing her mind as she inspected which stalks she wanted to take.