voyage of the vagabond

Though Vienna had no idea what Cara was talking about, the image that painted in her mind at the words was a glorious one. "It sounds beautiful," she responded, somewhat wistfully. She would love to be able to run everywhere and see everything, but not only was that physically impossible but also widely unacceptable. Entering another pack's lands was a huge breach of etiquette and grounds for an attack. She was aware of this and would never seek to intrude.

"Seems we are both mountain dwellers. Are your plants much different there?" Vienna was curious. She loved flowers and herbs of any sort, their uses somewhat irrelevant. It was their beauty that captivated her. She enjoyed collecting them for the sole pleasure of being witness to such wonders. The fact that some also held healing powers was a very happy bonus. She wasn't sure if Cara knew the area around here well but she figured it was worth a shot.