Ásvor was still growing accustomed to living with a pack again. Much to her pleasure, Niente seemed to be a pack where most wolves kept to themselves, and for that she was grateful - not that the group was a fairly large one to begin with. Nothing wrong with that, the Finnvi woman thought quietly to herself as she journeyed south of Niente's territory. Now that summer was here in full-force (and it was one of the warmest seasons she'd ever seen so far north), she had a goal to fully stock up on herbs before winter inevitably came back around. It was difficult finding much growing too far north, so she was used to taking day trips down south to see what she could find.
As she traveled, she would spend time reflecting on the contents of Niente's last meeting. Though Enrico stressed the importance of keeping the finger details of the pack a secret, it was important to alert others of their presence here - especially those that made their homes in the north. Likewise, he wanted to begin to trade goods for either training, or other useful items. Surely if she could some relatively uncommon herbs, she might be able to put them to use? Pondering this, she made her way to the crumbling stone wall in the distance, hoping she might find something of interest here today.
