The small things matter

There was many scents to take in and the young man had decided to fallow the strongest. Splitting from his current path the tracker fallowed his nose, tail held loosely in the air as he moved. It didn't take him long to spot the patch of purple lavender. Though to the male's surprise two other forms were near the edge of the lavender patch. Pausing he lifted his head, eyes looking over the two before he recognized them. They were two members from Myriad. He searched his mind for her name, which had been rather easy. She was the only member of the pack to travel with a companion so it had been easy for him to think of her name. Wagging his tail the male closed distance, with a relaxed body expression just in case the leopard did not recognize him.

"Good afternoon, Armai," he greeted as he was close enough to the two.

He knew of her rank and he knew her skills were of healing so he assumed that she was here to hunt for herbs. Thinking of this made his mood better because perhaps he could be taught the common herbs and even help out a fellow pack member.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think