something wild calls you home;

[veracious]

[ The woods of Narnia are alive with life. Lucy always enjoys her time in the wilds of their land, listening to the creatures, to the wind whistling through leaves, breathing the open air. Something about this place enchants her beyond measure, seems to sing through her in a way she can't quite put words to.

Today is no different. They have split from their brothers, and while Susan is as good a marksman (if not better) than them, Lucy has asked her sister's assistance. It isn't much, but she enjoys spending time with her. Their duties keep them divided so often, and while they have the peace and quiet of the woods to enjoy one another's company, she intends to take advantage. ]

We need to find some herbs for the medic at Cair Paravel. My cordial is useful, but it's better we use it sparingly when we have other methods for healing. Don't you agree?

[ She smiles over her shoulder to her sister. ] I know it isn't as exciting as some of our other chores, but I wanted to show you something. A place I found.