Fountain of Knowledge, let me drink

The young princess was walking through the range, a mission set in her mind. She was going to be a powerful woman one day and needed to know the basics of herbs. Pandora was not the kind to simply help others without wanting something in return. Maija was not like that, either, except for those who were family. With that same line of thought, she was seeking one of the legends of the Sovari family: Zara.
Pandora had heard rumors of the blind herbalist through the tongues of the pack members, but she had never heeded them. Instead, she had a clean slate ready for the woman, because you never knew what kind of wolf one was until you met them. Thoughts of future death poisons of enemies and slaying of others without leaving signs or scents of her sweet frame ran through her mind and an evil cackle left Pandora's sweet lips. Oh, she was ready to be a dangerous weapon.
Zara's scent was becoming more fresh as Pandora walked into the deeper set of woods of the Swamps. It had become more quiet with each step and the sun was having a harder time appearing around the den's location. Before too long, the woods had become so dense that Pandora's eyes and golden features were all that shimmered in the darkness. Yet, the cobalt beauty didn't feel afraid. Her nose clung onto the freshest scent of the older fae and she trotted briskly towards the den's entrance.
Pandora had a difficult time separating darkness of the den from the woman's dark form, but she could hear the breathing and gentle rising and falling of Zara's large body. A smile appeared on her face and she softly cleared her throat before politely waiting at the entrance of the woman's home.







"Speech"