Listen Here, Sweetheart

Lukina trotted after Rœkia, her little legs scurrying after her taller cousin. They soon arrived at a pretty little stream. The flowing water had managed to remain unfrozen and there were a number of green plants growing along it. The weather was cool but so far she hadn't seen any snow. Rœkia soon arrived back at the campsite and instructed Lukina to get out her things. She nodded and grabbed her hide bundle off the travois, setting up her bowls and antler. Once that was done she surveyed the plants before turning back to her cousin, eager to begin the search.