I'm Not as Think as you Drunk I am

OOC: liquid time a lil way into her latest excursion


Moving at a bouncy trot, Cael was trying to keep her mind in the present and keep her eyes open for anything interesting to report back to Shaye with. She'd already had a successful visit to the hot springs and was making her way through the south trying to be as thorough as possible as she traveled. It was sort of weird actually having a purpose to her travels, and even stranger was the fact that for once there was someone specific she kind of wanted to share more of it with... Oof, no, nope, today was just a Cael on errands day.

Weaving through the trunks of the many fruit bearing trees, Cael wondered if these might be some pretty good hunting grounds when the trees were full of fruit. She tried not the step on any of the squishy, half rotten remains of pears and apples that littered the ground, but she managed to land on one particularly rotten pear when she was distracted by... chewing? After a bit of searching, she found a grey wolf standing over some fruit, eating like his life depended on it.

"What on earth are you doing?" she asked, genuinely curious what possessed the man to do this. There were probably a whole host of things that might taste better than squishy fruit bits...