Karabela was so enamored with the site of the brilliant blossoms that she almost didn't notice she had company. Raba turned sharply when Váli spoke but quickly greeted the other woman with a smile. "Oh, hey Váli! I didn't expect to see you out here either. Just thought I'd do some exploring of the Eastern lands a bit more. This is a nice area, it's good to see the trees coming back." Karabela pawed at the charred remains of what was once a mighty oak tree, long since felled by the great fire she'd heard about in stories. In time it would grow into a sheltering forest in it's own right and for now it was a bountiful harvest of fresh shoots, herbs and prey. "So what are you up to Váli? Herb hunting?"
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I'll take my throne, lay it on a mountain and make myself a king