Wapun Meadow the botanical gardens

For Isley she was worried about little. Her cares and concerns seemed so far away. She was just among her flowers, happy and pleased to be with the plants. If it was possible to live only among them and no wolves to bother her? Well. She would. Of course in her thoughts she would be interrupted, a male approaching her to end the happiness she had experienced with being alone. She was about to turn away, to leave the area when she noticed the bundle of plants in his mouth. He stopped at first, far enough away to not be a threat to her. Then he stepped closer, laying the flowers at her feet before suggesting to her not to smell them in the daylight. Her green eyes shifted up to his face, his smile, his brilliant eyes - he knew about plants. At least this plant. "Do you know their other name?" She tested, her tail swaging just a hint behind her. 

Still, she questioned his motives, but had he not correctly labeled the flower he offered her he might not have gotten the time of day from her. "Myosotis scorpioides - Scorpion Grasses." While she was not exactly smug about it, the tone promised that she knew what she was talking about. She only hoped that maybe, just maybe, he might know what he was talking about too. What a dream that might be.