Only the ocean

As old as this place was Hanako didn't think it was dangerous. Being as sheltered as she was the concept of danger was a rather abstract concept to her, she understood it in theory but the few times she'd gotten even remotely close to being in peril her Keepers had taken care of it. Try as she might she just couldn't see what there was to worry about in a place like this, it was quiet and peaceful, and from what she could tell they were the only wolves about. Still, it made her feel all warm and fuzzy that Meadow was concerned for her, that even in such a short period of time they'd grown so close.

Hanako's ears tipped forward as she listened, she didn't recognise any of the plants names but Meadow's explanations were more than enough to clear the fog of confusion. Even though Meadow did talk a lot, Hanako didn't feel as though the Healers words were inane ramblings of someone who didn't know what they were talking about. There was a sense of passion to her words, a feeling of consideration and care that really showed off the dedication to her craft. If Hanako ever got hurt she knew with a firm sense of certainty that she'd be in safe paws, that her friend would use all of her knowledge and know how to her best ability. Not that Hanako ever thought it would come to that, the worst she'd experienced was a cold...and well, to be honest she'd been very melodramatic about it. Whining and crying as though she was on her deathbed, her life slipping through her grasp like sand.

"Yeah of course!" Hanako was quick to agree, even if she had no idea what she was getting herself into. "So you're just looking out for those two plants? I'll call out if i see them!" Hanako said before she bounced further down the hallway, into the darker reaches of the building where the sunlight didn't reach.