Dragoncrest Cliffs Andalusite

Melchior canted his head thoughtfully, tail swaying lightly as he revisited his journey around the territory. Winter was certainly an odd time for flowers to blossom, but many did along the coast where the temperatures were more agreeable. I've seen a couple witch hazel plants in bloom. He hummed, delicately scooping up a jaw full of flowers and trotting off in the direction he had seen the witch hazel plants. "There are some other ones too, brighter yellow. He just barely managed to articulate through the plant matter, turning his head to look back at Portia.