Show me a garden bursting into life

It was a quiet day, a quiet time. Dahlia was nowhere to be seen, nowhere around, and that irritated Rowan. He was not in the best of moods; he did not want to go searching for his sister. But damnit, she'd get in so much trouble if he did not. Of course, her getting in trouble was far from exclusively without him. She got in trouble plenty of times, even with him around! They had started out going a little South, first, at his suggestion; they were then planning on going up and hitting the mountain range to the northeast, which was perfectly fine with him.

He paused when a scent drifted through his nose - a female, pushing through the grasses as well? She had the scent of many wolves, a communal scent - she was definitely part of a pack. "Hello?" he called softly, eyes looking for signs of passage. Being quite a bit taller, he was able to look through the grasses with ease; only the most tall of grasses blocked his view. It didn't tkae long to spot the breakage in the grass, and he set off for it slowly.