Lion Head Mesa Malachite

"oh, this damnable heat!" tavina swore, putting a paw to her brow as she bent over her sullied workspace.

outside was not much better, else she would have already taken the air. now that around her exam room was suddenly fragrant with hot herbs and rich roots, and she turned to see eset there. "come in," she invited a bit sheepishly. "this summer has unfortunately made me realize why a noble would want to lie all day in a pool of water."

the purple eyes traveled with polite, bright interest along the cuttings and seedery that eset had brought.