Summer heat

Harmony's den had slowly expanded, with the help of her nephew. Large enough for a small herb alcove now - for her herbs, and the herbs she had begun collecting for the pack. She was carefully laying out herbs to prepare them to dry when a scratching came from the front of her den, and a familiar head poked in. "Motif," she greeted happily, and wiggled out of the entrance. She would need to expand it as she expanded the rest of the den to be big enough to drag an injured patient in. "I'm so glad you came by. I have missed being able to see all of you every day." As she cleaned her paws of the small bits of plant matter that had accumulated from her chores, she smiled up at her sister. "What can I do for you?"