safety meeting

After some time wandering among the vegetation, she encountered another wolf in the gully, nearly undetectable with her dark fur and silver highlights. With a cant of her head, Muses eyed the stranger apprehensively, clearly uncertain as to what to make of her. After a moment, she decided that there was no reason to be afraid, and offered a shy smile in return, tail lifting to give a gentle wag. "Hello! There was only a hint of uncertainty in her voice, but she seemed otherwise willing to take a chance on the pitch furred female. Pixie-like in stature, Muses seemed to practically tower over the yearling, standing nearly a head taller.

When asked about whether or not she had come to this place to harvest herbs, her smile lessened ruefully, and she gave her head a little shake. "No, she said with a small sigh. "It looks like there's an awful lot of different plants here, but I wouldn't even know where to begin. I never had the opportunity to learn about them." Her pale gaze turned longingly to the satchel Riva supported, nearly bursting at the seams it was so full of treasures.

Lowering her head, she gave herself a little shake, obviously uncomfortable even in the light drizzle. She had been allowed to invest in only one other activity outside of the role she had been assigned, and she would not have given up hunting with her sisters for anything. Fighting, healing, scouting, and any other activities were restricted. She was to serve her father and the gods, but they had failed her - or so she thought. Still, a nagging voice in the back of her mind insisted that she should try all those things. Somewhere deep down, there was a part of her that was relieved to be freed from the oppression.