Wapun Meadow soft under my paws

Vienna knew to steer clear of the creek. However, she had wanted to explore the lands beyond, her curiosity piqued. Thus, she had spent a better part of the morning circling in a wide arc, her path leading along the mountains and through forests in an effort to avoid the place they couldn't set foot near.

When she reached a gorgeous meadow, however, she stopped, staring about at the beauty of it happily. It looked similar to the ones about the mountain, but that did not mean it was the same. Elated, she sank down, rolling briefly in the soft grass before rising and bounding into the midst of the place, alertly looking about. She had pretty much memorized the plants around the sunspire by now and was looking for varieties they did not have. Spotting one such, she snapped it up to take back to Nightingale. She did not know a lot of them by name yet but was trying to learn which were most useful for healing. She wasn't sure that she would take up the trade but if she was to be wandering, might as well do something useful as well.

In as high of spirits as ever, she was focused on the task at hand, humming a song quietly to herself as she continued on. This, she completely failed to notice the other occupant of the meadow (something that seemed to happen to her quite often).