How It Always Goes

Slipping around another corner Rœkia eyed a bundle of plants that were growing out of the dry soil but it was not the quarry she sought. Typical. Salvia wasn't even that rare but of course it was the herb that was going to give her the most trouble this season, she could see it now. Wolf moved up to settle between her shoulder blades. Her stomach rumbled. Oh beautiful… now she was getting hungry. Eyeing the sun in the sky she nodded her head confidently. Ok, she was finding that dam plant in the next hour so help her!

Confidently marching ahead she kept her eyes peeled but rather than find Salvia she found another wolf instead. Rœkia turned to see a young woman of similar height to her and beautifully marked. Stepping out of the darkness she eyed the girl for a moment before smiling sweetly. "Hello dear, can I help you?" Wolf opened one eye, his head turning sharply in the manner of birds as he looked the girl up and down.

"Speech"