Pocket Full of Posies

Lydia's thoughts wandered, drifting back to Kesali. It was still taking her time to settle in. She'd spent the majority of her life as a loner or in captivity. Being part of a loving pack now took some getting used to and she found herself struggling to connect with her packmates to her utter humiliation. She hoped the boy, Erys, was doing ok. Clementine seemed to have more of a motherly touch and she had no doubt Branch would make a fine father some day. Lydia wasn't quite sure where she fit in the fabric of the pack.

Deciding the breather was enough she got back to work, searching through the shaded areas of the Orchard for any sign of the creeping, evergreen plant. It favored growing under Kalmias and Rhododendrons so if she good find either of those she would know she was looking in the right area. Summer was close enough she hoped that maybe it was beginning to flower but she knew better than to count on it.

She whipped her head around at the bark of greeting to see a young, handsome male. He seemed friendly enough. "Yes, it is quite lovely. What brings you here this fine day? Are you looking for herbs as well?"

Bolla leapt into a nearby fruit tree. "He's probably trying to figure out how to get around all these packs!" She grumbled a bit under her breath then started picking through her fur.

"Talk"