Listen To Your Elders

Spirit and his siblings were back in Abaven after their long, fruitless search for their mother and sister. Well - it hadn't all but without reason. Poltergeist had heard their return and finally they had reunited with her. There was still no sign of their mother though, a fact that weighed heavily on his chest. But regardless of how their journey had gone, it was time to get re-accustomed to living within Abaven. It would be a slow process - though hopefully no slower than it had been upon his first return - and with the weather slowly shifting to something more pleasant, he was determined to start building up a decent store of herbs. Not that he was an skilled healer by any means, but he had to start somewhere, right?

At least traveling on his own had bolstered his confidence in exploring new lands, if nothing else. He wasn't far from home now anyway, but he was confident he could find his way back with ease. The rocky, mountainous area was proving tricky to navigate, though he wasn't going to explore too far up in the range. Nimble paws brought him higher, pausing when he saw the figure of two wolves up ahead. He was quiet as he continued on, noting the area they'd found was more heavily vegetated than the rest. Perhaps it was a worthwhile area to start? Timidly Spirit let out a little bark to alert them to his presence.