Hoshor Plains parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme

Not exactly. He responded. The wind carries scents of many, but the change of scenery is what appeals to me. He had been surrounded by flatlands and deserts his whole life; the potential for canopies and thick forests had become a welcome sense of security.

Lifting his head to check for scents of prey or more strangers, his eyes remained fixed on Merel. Do you travel alone? He asked after a moment. My apologies if the question seems strange, I can't help but be curious.