Jasmine Isle

He sloshed to dry land, shaking out his snow-white coat and spraying the silver sands with ocean water before he padded toward the tropical woodland he’d come to investigate. He had a hope to find some rarer herbs that might only grow in places such as this.

His black marked features wore a leisurely smile as the spring sun warmed his coat. Ime and Kayode followed him from the water, both primates a little waterlogged, though the lemur looked thrilled to be in such an environment, one that called to his species’ origins.

Paladin sniffed experimentally, then breathed in more deeply, letting the scents run through his nose. Orchids, maybe… not what he was after but pleasant. A headier, more seductive scent touched his nose and he hummed, shifting his path to follow his sense of smell until he spotted a stand of jasmine. It was a good start.

He pulled his saddlebags from his back as Kayode and Ime went to picking the flowers. Even if he didn’t end up using these in a healing facet, they were still something he could turn into a perfume to trade. He opened the flaps of the saddle bags and moved alongside the lemur and monkey, picking blooms carefully with his teeth and dropping each into the bags, humming softly as he went.