Changing of Seasons

Álarr didn't have to wait long as Abilene emerged from her den. "Hello, Abilene? It's Álarr Imperialis. I know we haven't talked much but I was wondering if you wanted to help me gather some herbs for winter preparation." Autumn was still so new it was basically summer so he felt pretty good about finding what they needed. "How's your tracking? I have a few herbs here I thought we could look for." Álarr reached into his bag and pulled out a bundle of various herbs. He unrolled the piece of rabbit hide that held a frond of meadowsweet, marigold, and yarrow. He looked over at the woman hoping she was up to the task. It wasn't an order, just a request and if she wasn't comfortable he would of course understand and trouble her no further.