seeking shelter from this storm

Shaye would push the herbs back to her, claiming as the healer she would be allowed any herb from their stock. Huntington was faintly - very faintly - amused. "I would prefer my own den" she requested in her quiet tone as her hooded eyes stared at the alpha. "for both privacy and practicality." 'Rose' added in respectfully, hoping that the woman saw sense in that. she had both been a lone wolf for a long time and also felt it foolish to have a den with the alpha of the pack.

herbs could be trambled, other objects too, coming in and out with a steady flow of patients. it would disturb sleeping schedules and make more work for Huntington if Shaye or any other fell ill coming in close proximity to sick wolves. contagiously sick wolves. should a quarantine happen, the girl would prefer to keep the ill away from the leaders. though Shaye did offer to show her to the stores. "yes, lead on" she added, crossing the border as elegantly as possible to stand before the woman. she had already plucked the herbs from the ground, her voice muffled by the bundle.

"speech"