As the sun rose awakening Homewood so did the creatures within. A certain noulicorn was headed to the Erli Ruins later today once her Captain called for her. For now she planned to head to her small garden and do some nurturing with her plants she'd been studying up on. Stretching she looked around to no one in particular for it had been quiet after she moved into her own humble clearing. Sure it had many issues but she worked at it intentionally to create something breathable from the other nouls. It wasn't that Accalia didn't like others more so, she really liked her zen being alone. Grabbing her watering can she headed out to the stream to fill up and tend her garden.
Everything was growing so nicely with the aromatic scent of her plants lingering around her. Even though she never truly smiled deep within her heart was beaming proudly. Such amazing hues of greens along with some colors of flowers made a peaceful aromatic atmosphere that made her feel at peace with the world. Connal wouldn't be by for a while yet which gave her time to admire her plants and study them fully. Dipping her watering can to each leaf she looked over them carefully one by one. In a sense like her doting mother these were her children like her sisters and Accalia were. If she were to spot a rambling vine or capricious weed she would dig them up immediately not once disturbing her plants of their beautiful areas.
"That's a mighty fine garden you have growing there" came the voice of her neighbor a few steps over.
Accalia blinked looking around then noted the elder noulicorn standing in a crooked posture. If there was anyone who doted and adored her plants it was this old noul known simply as Brumblehorn who'd seen better days. Accalia found it odd he had lived this long without the use of magic. Perhaps it was the simpler way of life he preferred over other nouls that lived for their youth
"Thank you" she responded softly.
Accalia just one for talking which the older noul didn't mind. He was partially blind with hearing loss leaving the scent of her plants to make him content.
Strangely enough he heard her perfectly, "Welcome M'dear". Then he paused squinting with his neck outstretched, "What plant is this? Its scent isn't the same as the others".
"Hmm?" she responded directing her gaze to where he was pointing.
"My stars..." he commented moving in closer, "Could this be a new breed of plant making its stay in Homewood?"
Accalia swiveled her ears in thought, "I'm not sure. But, I've never seen this type growing anywhere in the area let alone where I've visited". Speaking this much was exhausting to her since she wasn't a happy go lucky noul like others. Reminding herself she was her own soul and lived her life, her way.
"Is that right?" the elder noul commented almost as if he was in a different world. Most likely this plant got those cogs turning within on what it could be.
She simply smiled leaving him to his thoughts while she proceeded to water this new plant. It wasn't being greedy for space uprooting the others which was a relief. Tilting her head she pondered what it really was leaving hr mind scrambling for ideas while she moved on to water her other flowers. When Accalia had time she wanted to consult her books of the older noul's finding and study what was growing so humbly within her garden. Once she was done she turned back to that strange plant fully noting its wide leaves shaped like a fan as it kept to itself yet was mingling with the others."You're not exactly like me but, in a way you are" she commented to this new plant.
"Welp, I best be getting back to sunning myself. Have a good day with your plants young one".
Accalia paused raising her head to see the elder noul off, "Take care" she replied trying to smile though her face never could show it
Turning back to her garden she continued weeding and fixing the dirt with her horn. Her plants always loved the attention which they showed with bright leaves and colors. The way they reached for the sunlight and glistened after being watered spoke their gratefulness of being pampered.
When her garden was satisfied in Accalia's mind she nodded her head to the plants along with the new species in a farewell. It wasn't forever more so when she'd return from training to take care of them again. Sometimes it could result in days but she always returned none the less. Grabbing her watering can she set off back to her clearing to do a bit of studying before Connal would be by to pick her up. She had no idea what to expect in the ruins but, Connal wouldn't let harm befall her either along with Padfoot. He was in a sense a hard a** but that was to be expected of a Captain of "Wolven lore".
Whatever challange headed their way she gave her attention to her Captain facing what came their way.
Accalia WC: 871
