Shivers

Abby continued the pace, content with the conversation, though it was more of a lecture. "This might seem weird, but my favourite plants are ferns." She decided to hazard a more active role in the interaction.

"They have no practical uses from what I know, but they're so strange. We had massive ones growing in the denser woods. Twice as big as a wolf." She spoke of them in a wistful tone, sorely missing the plants of her homeland. "Have you ever seen them in bloom?" She asked the smaller lady. Even if she had, she would describe it anyways.

She wondered if this place had any areas like her home, but she doubted it. From what she had gathered, the climate might've been too chilly to house the same flora.