When flowers bloom a beauty is revealed

Ellara watched as the stranger, now identified as Bancha, pulled the vibrant flower from his mouth and set it down with a gentle care that spoke volumes about his respect for the natural world. His cheerful demeanor was contagious, and she felt her own tail swaying slightly in response to his enthusiastic wagging.

The wildflowers around them seemed to nod in agreement as Bancha spoke, their petals dancing in the breeze. Ellara took a moment to appreciate the scene—the riot of colors, the heady mix of floral scents, and the distant sound of waves crashing against the cliffside far below. It was a place that demanded attention, both for its beauty and its hidden perils.

"Bancha," she repeated with a warm smile, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "It's a pleasure to meet you. These cliffs are indeed a treasure trove for healers like us. Echinacea is a wonderful choice—its healing properties are quite remarkable." She moved closer, her gaze shifting to the array of flowers Bancha had gathered. Each one was a testament to the richness of the land and the careful consideration of the wolf who had picked them.

Ellara's focus returned to the task at hand. She nodded in agreement at Bancha's suggestion to gather herbs together, appreciating the company that such shared work could foster. "I would love that. There's something magical about working together in such a beautiful place. Perhaps we can exchange knowledge as well—I'm always eager to learn new things."

She reached out to gently touch the Echinacea Bancha held, her pink eyes sparkling with curiosity and admiration. "These are perfect. I've come to gather Yarrow and Goldenrod today, but I can't resist adding a few more Echinacea to my collection. They are so versatile."

With that, she turned back to the field, her senses finely tuned to the plants around her. Each step was deliberate, avoiding the delicate flowers underfoot. She found a patch of Yarrow and began to carefully harvest the leaves and stems, her movements precise and practiced. As she worked, she spoke to Bancha over her shoulder, the rhythm of her voice blending seamlessly with the sounds of nature.

"The cliffs hold a certain mystique, don't they? There's a balance here, between beauty and danger, that I find endlessly fascinating. It reminds me of the delicate balance we must maintain as healers—nurturing, yet ever-vigilant."

Ellara's thoughts drifted momentarily to the distant roar of the sea below, the glittering white stone of the cliff face, and the vast sky overhead. This place was a tapestry of contrasts, much like the lives they led. She glanced back at Bancha, feeling a deep sense of connection to the land as well as her new companion.

[ 2/3 gather an herb - yarrow ]