Headed for a New Land

Lilith had taken the suggestions that she start trying to become one of the pack’s healers. She did have an interest in the plants that they used and though she loathed to admit it she was better built for it. After her own sickness she felt intimately familiar with many of the herbs that Gwynevere used. She was out on an errand for her now, looking for a couple different plants. Mostly Lillith was afraid she would pick the wrong thing and end up poisoning herself. That thought lingered at the back of her mind as she walked through the garden on her own. These lands were relatively safe, many of the pack’s wolves spent a lot of time here. It seemed to ward much of the bigger predators away.

The young Adravendi girl was taking things slow, her pace was measured as she spent far too much time inspecting each plant. Her garnet gaze lingered on a smaller broad leafed plant in the shade. There were quite a few of them, some with dark green leaves while others were variegated with lighter green. Some of them were flowering, long stems with beautiful white flowers. Lilith stood there for a long moment in the shade, the dappled sunlight played over her silver coat as the breeze swept over the land. A hint of the sea was in every breath as the wind tousled her pale brindled fur.

Lilith looked back over her shoulder at the castle and how far she walked to get here, maybe that was why she was already starting to get winded. The young girl grit her teeth and steeled herself, lifting her head as she pressed onward. She had to push herself or she would never get better. Lil stepped out from under the foliage of the fruited trees towards a slight incline of a hill, another challenge to conquer.

The steel coated girl was half way up when she realized she was not alone here. A slate and silver boy sat at the crest of a hill, his sharp eyes and chiseled features scanned the horizon. Lilith was forced to pause, realize suddenly the predicament she put herself in. He was big, much closer to Ezra’s size than she was, if he meant her harm she had a feeling he wouldn't be as forgiving as Artorias was. Still, she was judging him before they even spoke, and instead of remaining frozen from her nerves Lillith continued scaling the hill.

He didn’t smell like any wolf she had ever met, and it was easy to guess he wasn’t from around here. There didn’t seem to be anyone else on the breeze, was he alone? ”Hi,” she greeted him shly as she tried to hide how out of breath the adventure up here left her. Lilith felt like she was being reckless, but wasn’t this what adults did? Go out into the world, and meet other wolves while they went about their lives. In her case gathering herbs. Now that she was up here, she was pretty sure those flowers were something Gwyn wanted her to bring back.

Lillith Adravendi