Tea with Cinnamon

Corbie tilted her head back, eyes part slitted as she studied the canopy above them. She could imagine what this place must look like in full summer - already majestic now, she could see it would be quite imposing in leaf, and likely quite imposing with it dripping in heavy grapes. "Yes," she agreed, "Places like this do really call to you. My pack raises livestock and crops, so this sort of land isn't ideal for us to live in, but it's a wonderful place to visit when I've the time to get away. Our orchard is a bit like this, but wilder, less grand. The feral little brother," she added with humor. "This is a better place than most to be a wanderer. Have you been traveling long?"