If there was something the peppered Kappa believed in firmly more than in the secrets of the stars, was on the gospel preached by Mother Nature. He had shown interest in the skies since he was a child, he was often described as spacy or fidgety because instead of spending his early days running and play-fighting he would hide from the loud bellows of his father and brother and watch the clouds as they rolled across the sky in a synchronized ballet.
And though there was no doubt the spectacles on the sky were his favorite he also enjoyed the beauty of the lands, particularly flowers. He didn't like it enough to persue the trade of Healer he found it to be an interesting hobby.
Now, as he walked slowly through the meadow nearing the Duck Lake he craned his head to sniff the delicate plants, filling his nostrils with the intoxicating perfume of their petals.
