One giant leap

Autumn had crested in the northern lands despite summer being unwilling to relinquish its grip.  Lydia found herself on the hunt for Meadowsweet.  Her stores were getting well stocked but with the potential for respiratory illness she didn't want to be without that particular herb.  She found herself traversing through a misty moor, her nostrils flaring as she gleaned the air for any trace of the fragrant herb.  It was still early enough that the plant would be blossoming which would hopefully make it easier to find.  She kept her eyes peeled for the lovely ivory flowers and deep green leaves.

Slipping further through the moor she caught the scent of lavender and closed her eyes for a moment enjoying it.  Well… perhaps she should bring some lavender back as well.  She had yet to collect any of that.  As she neared the source of the smell she saw a pup with a missing leg and immediately felt a sting of concern pierce her heart. "Excuse me?  Dear, what are you doing out here by yourself?  Where are your parents?"  The pup smelt of pack and she wondered if the girl was from the pack not far from the Druid's Moor.