-- long time no thread friend! <3 I think I read this correctly... --

As Portia wandered the territory, she'd become accustomed to avoiding the large geyser. Nothing against them-- they were a gorgeous sight, but dangerous all the same. 

Today, she pads past them without any intention of going near them-- until she sees a woman headed towards them herself. It was a stranger, no one she'd ever seen before, but surely a wolf of Drageda all the same. With a frantic, wide-eyed gaze Portia lets loose a loud growl followed by a call. "Be careful!" She yells, beginning after the woman-- but more cautiously.

Christ, this woman made no efforts to begin back, simply stood and looked confused. "Hun, please," she urged, her tail wagging lowly at her feet and her own ears pressed against her crown. "It's a geyser, if it goes off when you're too close it'll scald you. It's dangerous-- please," she tries to explain as quickly as she can but cuts herself off with another plea. She can help with minor wounds, but she is more skilled with herbs and sicknesses than she is anything major. She can't say for certain if she'd be able to save this woman.

As the woman turns to come back Portia lets out a breath of relief, silently thanking God that she'd not been stubborn about it. As the woman starts talking, she smiles, stepping back to let the other through. She almost opens her mouth to agree with wanting to check it out up close-- she understands that. The desire to explore and learn, it burns deep in her own soul. Had she not learned what a geyser was when she was younger, she might've made the same mistake her first time seeing one. But, before she has the chance, the other is cut off herself by the geyser. 

Giving an amused smile, Portia nods, giggling sweetly. "Very close," she says, nodding towards it. "Can you feel the spray?" she adds as a mist settled upon them, adding small diamond-like glints to her fur. "Feels much better like this than it does up close, I can assure you."

Portia steps back a bit, sitting down, hoping the other would join her. "I can tell you more if you'd like, Hun-- I don't know the schedule but it may go off again sometime," she offers, smiling. "My name is Portia."

"A geyser," Portia says with a smile. She then straightens up a little with excitement when she realizes that-- yet again!-- she'll get to teach someone a lil somethin' about the natural world. The land was not quite like plants, but it was still beautiful in all it's ways, so she was equally as eager. "Geysers are really just a bunch of water under a bunch of pressure-- they're usually near volcanoes and such," she begins, nodding to the resting beast that laid in their own territory. "Since it's so hot all that water just boils right up and explodes-- which makes it hot and super strong. Which is why it would've scalded you," she adds to to Majove with a playful raise of her eyebrow.

"And that thing, over there, is a glacier." 

Portia shakes her head. "Barely a month, hun," she tells her-- although that was a decent amount of time. In truth, she'd seen just about everything by now-- few landmarks actually surprised her, but she still loved them all the same. "I've been on my own since I was out of the pup tier," she says, her tail waving behind her. "This is the first place I've settled since-- I've seen quite a bit for my age, I guess." With a cocked head, she gazes back towards the glacier. 

"I take it you're not from up north, then?" she asks, her green gaze falling back on the tawny Ku.

"Ah." Portia nods, tail waving a bit. "I came from God knows where, but I've been way up north," she says, nodding back to the glacier. "Those things are everywhere. They're really just giant ice mountains, as far as I'm concerned. Someone once told me that they move-- though I've never seen it happen before so I can't be too sure," she adds, squinting at the giant land feature with suspicion. Ah, well. 

With a smile, she nods again. "Yeah, the world is so big. It just seems weird to stay in one place for too long-- ya' know, Hun?" she says, her ears cupping forward. But here she is, stuck in borders for her own health. She almost died out on her own, she needed a place to keep her grounded-- keep her healthy. 

"Oh, hun," Portia says with a wide grin. "I know a world about plants-- I'm working on becoming a skilled botanist," she adds with a prideful puff of her white chest. "I've spent all my travels looking at new territories and land features and studying every damn plant I could get my paws on." It sounded like a boring experience to many wolves, but to Portia it was the whole world. Plants were great-- beautiful marvelous things. She would spend her whole life traveling and finding new plants if it weren't so damn dangerous. She pauses. "No good stories, really," she adds. It was a lie, but she wasn't sure Mojave wanted to hear about the many men she'd wooed along her way. Those were some stories. 

The girl smiled sweetly. "That's pretty much it. I know all sorts of uses for plants and how to grow them and all that jazz... It's an amazing subject, I could honestly talk about it all day if you gave me the option," she said, almost purring. With a wag of her tail she tilted her head, green eyes studying the other. "How about you, Hun, what are you into?"

"Well, hun, you'll find your calling here-- I wouldn't worry too much about that," Portia said, smiling kindly at the girl. Her tail waved, eyes studying her for a moment. 

Her next question pulled the conversation off topic, and Portia shrugged. "There is plenty to tell, what do you want to know about?" she asked, head tilting to the side. "There are all sorts of plants-- ones for stomach aches, ones for joint pain, for illness, for burns..." she trailed off, staring at Mojave for a moment. "Anything sound interesting?"