Honey, Honey

Ah the Orchard...she had passed through here a time or two. The smell of the fruits and flowers when they were in bloom was a soothing scent, though they had yet to fully bud and bloom what with Spring having just barely graced the lands. Even though she was ancient by now, she still tried to remain sprightly so that she wouldn't just fall over dead. Or at the very least, get stuck in such a position that might take her forever to get out of if she let her old bones rest too long. While she was still mobile, it was harder now without her old companion Zell to help her walk. For now, she just kept moving when she could and rested in between when she started to hurt. It was one such occasion shortly after arriving into the Orchard did she choose a place to rest in the shade of a tree, and...of course, she found a show at the same time! She watched with interest as another wolf seemed to investigate a beehive, likely with the intent of getting some honey out of there. She remained quiet as he figured out what to do, started his fire...and pretty much the entire process. When he was done, that's when she decided to speak. "In a bit of a pickle are you, boy?" She teased of course, the way old women tended to do. But she wondered how he intended to take all of that honey with him...if that was what he wanted to do in the first place.