Rich Soil

Eltrys was making his way down to the cattail creek. He had made a habit of tracing the creek from its source to its end at the ocean before he became a leader. It helped clear his head.

On his way, his attention was piqued by the smell of Lia and the fresh scent of overturned rich soil. He detoured from his initial task and set his sights on the warrior healer. She had her work cut out for her as he took in the state of the garden beds.

"Seems like I've placed the garden in good paws." He mused as he drew closer to her, watching her work, "I wonder if you like to try some time as one of the Keepers here?" He wondered aloud.

"Speech!"