Vacationing

With a dip of his head Jakart would look down at the blooming herb beneath him, eyes narrowing to try and get a closer inspection. The males breath fogged into the crisp air as he drew back with a loud yawn and blinked. In a few weeks time perhaps the surrounding scenery would no long be so lush once winters more severe chill drifted down from the north. This garden of vegetation and trees would however remain untouched by snow for now, only the passage of time would tell just how hard this southern land would be claimed by winter. His thoughts turned to his brothers and wondered just how they were fairing with the weather along with his sisters in Donostrea. Jakart sought to catch up to Callisto, the healer having walked a bit ahead as he was busy inspected the greenery.

Her voice brought his attention forward as she stopped and turned. Already the male could see her features were busy trying to hide some and he came to a stop a few paces away. Something was up, Callisto saying that they needed to talk. Not sure at what else to do at the sudden predicament she brought to him Jakart took a seat and nervously tucked his tail around a hind leg. "Alright..." He voiced with uncertainty, mind racing at the possibilities of what she wanted to talk about. Was she revealing an ulterior purpose for coming down here? He didn't think she had ever been down this far south. But then again, how did she know to come here with a place that held such bounty. Had it been by chance? Jakart gave a quick glance at Belladonna to try and gauge the cat's reaction. He had so many questions, biting his tongue and letting Callisto say whatever was on her mind.