Wapun Meadow Nature always wins.

Isley smiled at the praise, her people were sometimes truly proud. When it came to plants there was no comparison, she knew a great deal. 'Horticulture has been passed from mother to child for generations upon generations in my family." She explained with a patient smile. "Ones that are just ornamental, ones that heal, the Kali are lovers of nature." Isley said, her tail swaying pleasantly behind her. She listened patiently as the woman divulged her own interests, looking at scouting in the way that Isley liked her botany. 

"Surely you have seen a great deal then." She offered. "You sound interested in the way that I am, just in different fields." It was a natural thing to have passion - some people were unfortunate that they never truly found their calling. Isley had been truly born into it.