Verissa awoke easily, having slept without any disturbance. She really didn't want to leave the cozy warmth of her bed, but the day was beautiful to say the least. Remus walked out near Phantom sniffing at the air, keeping as alert as he could for any dangers, being the more attentive of the two. Remilia sat between Verissa and Asher, desperately wanting to join her brother, but Verissa didn't want her walking just yet, though soon. Remilia slumped her head down in Asher's lap, looking up at him during most of the ride, more as a curiosity than anything.

As they continued onward, Verissa noticed something odd about this place. Everything seemed... bigger. The grasses, flowers, everything seemed to be getting larger as they went. She kept looking back at Asher, knowing that he knew about this already, wanting explanation, being tormented by his desire to surprise her. When she saw the blueberries, she hopped down from the wagon, staff in one hand, basket in the other. Remus was immediately at her side. These berries were enormous, both in bush and in fruit. They looked so amazingly healthy as well, deep in color, no sign of any rot, pests, or anything foul. They were perfect. It took no time at all to fill her basket, and her mouth. 

Teeth stained purple, she saw the tiny little birds and smiled. Until she got a closer look. Then she was reminded of a story her father told her as a child. Excitedly she shouted, startling the little birds a bit, [color=bc8dbf][i][b]"Are these griffins?!"[/b][/i][/color] She found herself giggling as she did as a girl. Griffins were huge, and in this land of giant plants, they were tiny. Everything was backwards, and it amuse her to no end. 

She climbed back into the wagon, offering the berries to Asher as a breakfast, and immediately began filling his ear with chatter about the stories her father told her of griffins, throwing out theories as to why everything was so big, from a magic gardener to super water to this spot getting more sunlight than any other. It was the most she'd ever talked to him since her capture. 

Verissa lost track of time until they came over a hill and saw a valley the color of her eyes. Lavender. That plant was one of the most used in her herbalism. It was a staple for all herbalists. It helped keep wounds from festering and rotting. And there was more than enough to supply her entire tribe for hundreds of years. And that was when she realized why everything was so big, with a field of these flowers so huge that it was practically a sea, with islands of other flowering plants.

Just as one buzzed past Asher's head, in an excited whisper, [color=bc8dbf][i][b]"It's the bees."[/b][/i][/color] Once she'd made that realization, she began to see them everywhere, working fervently, maintaining this oasis of plush life. And they were huge, rat sized. She looked over at Asher with eyes of wonder and appreciation. [color=bc8dbf][i][b]"This is... you brought me here... because you know I... Thank you."[/b][/i][/color]

She climbed out of the wagon, and helped Remilia down as well, [color=bc8dbf][i][b]"Be careful and stay close."[/b][/i][/color] Remilia tested her injured leg, but the shield held firm. Verissa had not only made it well, but there was such a strong desire to protect her pup that it only bolstered the magic. Verissa moved to the back of the wagon, grabbing her kit, several baskets, some rope, [color=bc8dbf][i][b]"Asher, come help me with this, we can't pass this up. I don't know why we brought so many pot... oh..,"[/b][/i][/color]at which she began laughing heartily, [color=bc8dbf][i][b]"We're getting honey for that wily fox aren't we?"[/b][/i][/color]

[color=bc8dbf][i][b]"Well move along, we don't have all season."[/b][/i][/color]

She stood at the back of the wagon, arms outstretched full of all the tools for the Swordmaster to carry. [color=a187be][i][b]"This is going to be fun." [/b][/i][/color] She turned and moved into the field, only carrying her kit, stopping at the first massive bundle of lavender. She knelt down, studying it. She saw the giant bees flitting about within them, unconcerned about her presence. She doubted many creatures messed with bees this big. She picked out the biggest, healthiest stalks, and snipped them free, making sure to only take a few from each plant, so that they could continue to grow healthily. Each big bundle she made, she tied up and hung from a rope and handed to Asher. [color=bc8dbf][i][b]"I could stay here for so long, it's a magical place. Are there many places of such... wonderful oddness in the Kerawac? Like this?"[/b][/i][/color]