Medicine Dance

He hadn't been to the desert before and at first found the sandy dunes difficult to navigate, but as night fell upon the terrain, he was beginning to get the hang of it. Paws sunk in the soft sand, though not too deeply, as he kept wandering deeper into the desert. The boy passed a few plants here and there but he did not know what they were, or if they were useful, and thus he left them alone. Ahead, on the peak of the same dune another wolf sat and Sandor paused...hesitant to approach at first. The yearling observed as she meticulously picked apart a plant. Curiosity would get the better of him and he moved forward, a soft bark to announce his presence. "Hi....umm...what are you doing?" He would ask, head tilting to the side as he came to a stop a respectful distance away.