What beauty doth thine eyes behold?

She decided to travel out of pack lands today to search for some herbs she had seen during her travels. The queen headed eastward, though she had let Pegasus know where she was going in case she took too long to come back. Traveling on her own was...lonely, to say the least. Pegasus had a strange snake that seemed quite infatuated with him, and while she had never considered having a companion of her own, she thought perhaps it wouldn't be a bad idea. It would give her the company she needed when she was alone...but she wasn't even sure how to go about getting one of her own. Did she ask? Did she demand? What if whatever creature she chose refused? A soft sigh slipped into the night as she shook her head. Perhaps it was something she'd just have to leave for fate to decide.

Climbing up the stones, she could smell the familiar scent of lavender nearby. A small smile rugged at her lips. Lavendar was among her favorite herbs to use, and although she had quite the stock of them in her den already, she used it quite often and had no qualms about bringing back more. She followed the scent of the flowers, and as she came over the top of a rise she spotted them. However, that wasn't the only thing she had spotted. Standing just behind them was a she-wolf with a lovely coat. The glow of the moon illuminated the structure of her white face, and Helena paused as she regarded her. "Good evening, stranger. Fine night isn't it?"

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