Meadowlark Prairie Step One

Minna brightened a bit as the other spoke. Yes, the times would come to an end soon enough, and, judging by the rapid regrowth of the forests, that time would not be for much longer. She dipped her head in acknowledgement of the other's words, saying, "I hope so. It is heartening to see so much green returning already..." Her sentence drifted off, she did not wish to dwell for long on the subject of the famine. "Where have you been, as a scout? I hope you don't mind me asking, but exploration has always intrigued me."