Golden Glade Perfect story book

Her King tasked her with caring for the tunnels, and Ayla readily agreed. There was something about storms that lent a magic to the air, and she wouldn't want to sleep through one, anyway. Definitely not a summer storm, as those were rare and spectacular spectacles. So she nodded, accepting the task. Gaze travelling to the cloud once more, feeling the hot, humid air brush up against her fur, she asked. "Charley, do you know much of the Naturalist trade? I would like to earn it, but my knowledge extends to only stars and weather, and a little bit about plants. Do you know, perhaps, someone who could help me, or could you?" she asked. She was sure of the trade she wanted to earn, wanted to prove and enhance her skills. She loved nature, why not perfect her knowledge of it?