Little sister growing up

Vail had set the date, and Solor had come to her, nervous and anxious, to tell her that the day was nearly upon them. She hadn’t really gotten to know Solor, rarely talking to him outside of pack duties. Still, he clearly loved her sister, and that made him alright in her books.

She set Feather out to find Rhythm, and bring her - and possibly Valentine, to the packs borders. She had told the bird where approximately to find her and figured it wouldn’t be too long before her Auntie would get here. The wedding would happen tomorrow, and her Auntie would get some time to settle in. With that part of the organising done, she would go and find her sister to see how she was doing. She approached the healers den by the direction of her garden. The herbs where darkening in the autumn season, and she knew Vail had been busy preparing her herbs for the colder months ahead. She still enjoyed wandering through the neat rows, and getting the scent of growing things in her nose.

It reminded her of older days. She didn’t let herself linger, pushing through the plants and making her way to her sisters den. She stood outside the door and let out a soft bark, announcing her presence.