Patch me up

This place was something that seemed to fit into a horror story. The large gaping hole into a cavern. However it seemed perfect to find a place for her herbs. Even though she probably would have thought better to have a den in Valhalla for it. Regardless the young white wolf made her way through it inspecting the walls of it and trying to make sure she got a good scent of the place. She didn't know what she was looking for anymore the further she went into the place.

Liz was never really afraid of dark places or spaces for that matter. However the unease she had was there still. Probably a healthy source of it too. Making sure that she could retrace her steps, she sat down and flicked her ears. Listening to the air around her and taking in the scents. Hopefully she ran into something interesting soon.