self-conclusion
08-16-2016, 10:35 AM
This spring was turning out to be one of the most bountiful Solveiga had ever seen. It made her feel almost giddy with the possibility of collecting and learning about all kinds of new herbs. The excitement was almost enough to make her forget her season for a time. Herbs were a nice distraction from the awkward discomfort, she had to admit. Today, like most days, she strayed outside of Celestial boundaries hoping to bolster her stock even more. On this day she made her way to the gulley, which was of course known for producing a wide variety of herbs. The girl had no particular herb in mind, she simply wanted to search and see what she could collect.
And as it turned out, she wasn't the only one with this idea. She padded through the foliage, sniffing at certain blooms that looked familiar. Lavender here, a bit of boneset there. But as she sniffed she caught a different scent: the scent of another wolf. Her steps paused and she looked about, a faint frown on her lips. She hadn't seen anyone else here with her. But the scent was unmistakeable. Maybe the other wolf was hidden in the plants somewhere... after all, it wasn't like Solveiga had a very high vantage point. |
