Look at this trove, treasures untold

Sure, she'd been here before, in fact plenty of times, but the cryptic old castle was still thrilling each and every time the girl visited. It was a huge dwelling, and it was full of twists and turns and all sorts of treasures. Every time she came here, she found something new, something that she might be able to start a collection with. But she hadn't decided what, exactly, she intended to start collecting. She had to make sure there were other things out there, after all. What kind of collection could she ever hope to obtain if there were never other objects to add to a group of trinkets? So today was another day of digging through the rubbish, looking for neat and shiny things, or things that might turn out useful in some way or another. As her paws led her to a crumbled entrance into the castle, overgrown with ivy, she wondered if anyone else came this way regularly to search for things, or if they were only interested in the resting places and prey surrounding the area. Well, perhaps today amongst her searches, she would find out who else liked to find new things and gather treasures for safe-keeping.