A Garden Of Plenty

Jynn approached her, posing her query and inwardly Bowen groaned. She was tired, but she didn't want to hold her traveling companion back. "Just a little rest," she admitted. Enough to give her paws and legs a break. "Your legs are a lot longer than mine," the young woman grinned before turning her face up to look at the moon. The surrounding trees swayed with a gentle breeze and that breeze brought the scent of sweet smelling flowers and herbs along with it. The caramel colored fae sighed aloud, her tail swishing in the rich, green grass. "Could you ask for a more perfect night?" All they needed was the sweet lull of the sea and Bowen would be completely content. "As for the plains... you'll see." Bowen grinned. It had been quite some time since she'd seen the plains at night. They were definitely worth seeing again.

"Bowen"