Petals and thorns

She'd joined up with the group a little later on and was arriving just as Satira was giving the rest instructions. The cobalt woman shot the blonde fae a smile of reassurance and motioned with one dexterous paw for her to continue. Just because she was here didn't mean that she was going to take over or lead the group. It would be a good opportunity to see what Satira was capable of.

Blue and grey eyes scanned the surrounding forest and Scylla tipped her nose in the direction of a few winding vines. "Wild grapes. If we cultivate those, we could use them for wine making or thick, sweet jams to mask the taste of medicines. The vines themselves are also useful for crafting and other things."

"Scylla"