Hoshor Plains parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme

Merel, she replied with a smile. So his wanderings were not as aimless as her own. (Or rather, his purpose was not so futile.) He seemed to know something of this place, at least—perhaps she might be able to learn something. Merel regarded him with keen hazel eyes.

If I may ask, why go west? Do you know of a pack there? she inquired, curious.