The man had gotten sick thanks to the harsh fall and winter seasons. But thanks to his niece, he was recovering well. She had learned a bit from her mentor, and in turn she used that knowledge to tend to his ailment. He didn't feel as sick anymore, just some minor aches and occasional sneezing and a cough here and there, but at least he was recovering. The old male lumbered along the outskirts of the border, not doing anything in particular save for just maybe patrolling. He was thinking about tracking down his brother, maybe question him to see if he had finally changed his mind about seeing his daughter. But deep down he didn't think his brothers mind had changed. It angered him. While Kakashi didn't have kids of his own, his brother did. And yet, it seemed so easy for his brother to abandon Quake and her brother without another thought. While he had taken on the role of father figure since he had found out about her, Kakashi didn't think he would ever be able to do that to her. He grit his teeth together, a low growl rumbling in his throat. He stopped his pace and stared in the direction he had last known his brother to be. Now the question was...should he even waste his time? Speech,

She had been getting a lot of work done recently and the silver women was beginning to feel a lot better. Though mentally she was still struggling with her current situation she was beginning to just feel a lot better. It was still hard for her to get used to life without her companion, but she was making out just fine and really she couldn't complain. Currently the women was carefully making her way back from Firefly lake, Marshmallow and Horsetail carefully being carried in her mouth. Another successful gathering and she was feeling rather excited to get it back to her herb den to store. The blind healer made her movements with careful grace, flowing over the land as she let her nose and ears guide her. It was somewhat difficult since herbs were so close to her nose, but she somehow managed it. She turned onto the familiar path that would take her straight into one of the pack's territories, from there it would be easy to find one of her own worn paths to her den. Although before all that could be accomplished so slowed to a stop, ears perked as her sensitive hearing caught the low growl from nearby. By the sounds of it, it had been over the border of the pack, so it must have been another pack member. Lowering her head she gently placed her herbs on the ground before lifting her head again. She let a out a short bark to allow the other pack member to know of her presence before picking her herbs back up and approaching the border. "Talk" | 'Think'