Making a home

The small wolf has wandered a short distance away from the den she shares with Resin. Since she and her sister had joined the pack, Meadow had tried to keep to herself as much as possible. While she had ventured out just a couple of times, the small woman had tried her best not to get in anyone’s way. Everyone had a purpose and job and Meadow was feeling a little lost because she doesn't feel like she has either.

It is no one’s fault but her own and while Meadow would help Resin where she could, she mostly just felt like she was in the way. So today she decided to travel out a little way beyond the den to gather some herbs. She really wants to be healer and herbs are very important tools of the trade. As she trots back toward the den, herbs tucked safely in her bag, the light-colored woman notices someone sitting near it. 

Picking up the pace, she rushes to greet them. When she realizes it is Sirius, surprise settles over her. Is he okay? Since she had met him with Iolaire, the only other time she had seen the man was when they all had packed up and moved here. She knows he is busy and so did not think anything of his absence. It does make her heart happy to see him again and Meadow finds herself smiling as she approaches. 

Coming to a halt before the giant man, Meadow says, “Hello Sir! It is so good to see you again!” Her tail wags lightly as she smiles at him. The term ‘Sir’ is meant as a sign of respect and since the small woman was not sure how she should address the Warlord, Sir seems to be a safe bet. Eyes find the coat upon his back and she exclaims, “Oh! You must be hot! Would you like to come in and have a drink of water?” She motions her head at the entrance of the den and smiles warmly at Sirius. 

Today is going to be a good day.