perfect places

Vervain knew that restless feeling well; if not for her condition she'd likely be bounding along at Melita's side, ducking and weaving around trees and through undergrowth to try and keep pace with the musical swarm. Alas, she was forced to be more mellow in her current state, and so it was with a quiet smile and bright eyes that she followed after the bees with her new companion at her side. "It would, wouldn't it?" she agreed about the honey, careful not to get too close to the swarm lest they think they were under attack. "Ah, yes. Protecting the queen would make sense. Maybe they're trying to find a new place to build a hive?" She grinned at Melita. "I bet if we listen close we can pick out the queen's song from the rest." Obviously she didn't know, but it seemed logical that the queen bee would have a different melody. vervain she's a wild one with an angel's face