Smells Like Rain Spirits

*Asgeira* · 09-21-2018, 07:35 PM

Aggie believed it was not possible to be unhappy in a light rain. If she was being truthful, mist was probably her favorite, but this would have to be second. Or, maybe it was third she she very much liked the last moments of cool dawn before sun rises and swells into a sweltering summer day. Of course she was looking forward to crisp days in autumn too... When the aspen trees would turn golden and chatter to one another in the chill breeze! Fine, so she couldn't pick. "Ylva, which do you suppose is best the-" "Hello there!"

Aggie stopped in her tracks, head craning to the side to see a little bit farther down the rocky slope. A dark she-wolf was approaching from farther below, and Aggie could see some sort of contrivance strapped to her back. Aggie's tail lifted and she smiled. "Very much so! It is, to some degree, some sort of my favorite weather in fact!" She cocked her head. Was this older wolf familiar? Hmm. She couldn't tell, but she seemed friendly enough so that was fine by her.

The red panda atop her shoulders propped herself up and peered over Asgeira's speckled head. "That thing there, atop your back. What is it?" Aggie tsked at the forward approach her companion had taken but oh well. It was out in the open now, (and she would admit to being curious herself.) The rain stirred up all manner of earthy scents, making it difficult to know more about it than what she could see. The material was damp and therefore somewhat discolored, but she saw raindrops running off as if it were a duck's feather. "This is Ylva," Aggie introduced, "I'm sure she doesn't mean to pry. And I'm Aggie! Care to walk? We're trying to make good on all of the bounty this summer before the cold months steal it away again."

It was bound to happen sooner or later anyways, so there was no sense in wasting time right. Aggie turned and began to slowly continue her way down into the basin of crater-like gorge. The dark forests which grew there promised shade and damp, fertile soil. Certainly a good place to search for herbs and the like. As the trees grew thicker and denser away from the gorge's cliff edges, the raindrops seemed to fall less frequently but in far bigger drops. The forest was peaceful and near silent, other than the constant pattering on the leaves, the rain and their presence having driven most other creatures into hiding for the time. "D'you know your way around plants, by any chance?"

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