Jasmine Isle

*Meadow* · 07-29-2020, 12:54 PM

Now that she is closer to the wolf, Meadow sees his distinctive coloring. His snowy white coat broken by obsidian. Black covers each eye and cuts tracks down his cheeks. It wraps his around his muzzle and fades to the pristine white. A red mark on his forehead is the only other coloring she sees on his face. Then she notices his eyes. The deepest sapphires slow change into gleaming amethysts and Meadow finds herself being drawn in. She has never seen eyes as beautiful as his.

Meadow is so enthralled by his eyes, that she almost has to shake herself when he starts to speak. His voice is laden with a very charming accent and Meadow finds a smile spreading across her maw. She bows her head in respect to Paladin and his title and smiles again, saying, “Hello Paladin! I am Meadow. A student of the Ashen Armada.” Again, dipping her head in respect. Nodding as he talks about jasmine.

Watching as he gently takes a few blossoms off and puts them in his bag, Meadow finds herself envying his skills. When he speaks of rare herbs she nods enthusiastically. “I am! I have never been here before. Hopefully, the herbs will make up for the swim.” Smile grows and she adds quickly, “Not that I mind swimming, just… I like the reward to be sweeter than the risk.” A chuckle escapes and Meadow asks, “Hey Paladin. Do you know what kind of rare herbs grow here?” The ever-present smile rests on her lips and eyes glitter with happiness.

"Meadow"

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Jasmine Isle

Herb gathering

Meadow