Verissa immediately set to work, knowing full well that she could fill the wagon to the brim with plants and such, and make no noticeable dent in this area. It rivaled the cultivated farms of Ruby Banks, with a much greater variety, and a true harmony with nature. That was one of the greatest difficulties for the farmers back home, having to constantly fight nature, push it back, try to contain it. Here, nature did what it did best.

She managed to gather lots of lavender, connal, fauxsil, midwife miracle, hawthorn, and so many others. She could spend so much time here, learning a lot. Any herbalist could. It broke her heart that this might be the only time she'd be here for so many years. She'd have to make the most of it. She wish she'd have thought to pack her ink and books from her home. Making notes and drawings helped so much, especially when teaching others. And her new people weren't known for writing things down, preferring verbal and physical lessons. She'd just have to adapt it all to memory. It was her new way.

Many hours were spent packing the cart as tight as would allow, aside from Shenzi's empty pots. Food, herbs, roots; Verissa knew if they had more time, and maybe some more skilled hands, she could process many of these here, and bring back more. But it was not to be, she'd more than make do with what she had. Verissa was happily munching on a fleshy melon, having already fed the dogs some of the smoked meat they brought along. As she was biting into it, juice dribbling down her chin, a pink petal landed on her nose, crossing her eyes as she looked at it. Looking over her food, she saw more of them tumbling through the wind, an impossible amount, as if from an entire forest of whatever shed them. 

As Asher brought her over the hill, her jaw literally dropped open. There was a massive tree in the center of a well watered valley. She couldn't be sure, but she thought that it might be taller than even Ebonfort's mighty Citadel. It bore the millions of flowers that were showering the land, spreading the nutrients that it pulled from the earth. She had no doubt this tree, and its water source there, were responsible for all of the life here. She wondered what fruit it bore, maybe cherry? Maybe a nut? It was stunning, a pristine wonder of nature. She felt a comfort washing over her just by being near it. Part of her wanted to rush into this wonderland, and another wanted her to never touch it, for she could only make it lesser.

She felt Asher's arm tuck around her back pulling her close, and heard the expect growl from her pups. But she didn't resist, her mood so high and prosperous. She leaned into the crook of his arm, a palm against his hard muscled chest, feeling his powerful heartbeat. Her voice a soft, relaxed whisper now, [color=bc8dbf][i][b]"It's the most beautiful place I've ever seen. It's... perfect."[/b][/i][/color] She was quiet, enjoying this nice moment with him, the safety and beauty of it all. Then she realized what else he'd said, shooting an incredulous look up at him, wondering if it was a flourish of his words or if he meant it more literally. Nothing would surprise her anymore. Nodding, [color=bc8dbf][i][b]"Yes, let's do that."[/b][/i][/color]