i dare you — open + collecting herbs

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]Singing. That was something Suiteheart did often. In the middle of the night, when sleep evaded her or dreams haunted her, she would slip from her room with her ukulele and play and sing until her heart felt a smidgen lighter. During the day, she would hum little tunes to herself as she patrolled, her voice rising and falling with the summer breeze. In the early morning, the would sing softly to her children, filling the room with old lullabies and a voice that smiled. Singing and music in general had been her escape for all of her life, and that was what drew her nearer to Imperia.

"You really know your stuff, Peri," the white fae commented, coming to a halt beside Warringkingdoms. Baby blues flickered over the herbs and the journal Imperia was scribing and illustrating them in. From the looks of it, the she-wolf was also talented with a pen. "Have you always been interested in healing?"