two lefts from nowhere

Lukina pushed ahead, trying to focus her thoughts on the hunt at hand but they kept drifting off toward Bog and the bizarre winter. She shifted course and started heading back to her camp site. She'd get her tea made and hopefully be able to settle down before going back to herb hunting.

The wind shifted and her fur stood on end. Was she smelling this right? Was someone else here. Her ears stood up straight as she looked around, eyes scanning the grass and the boulders. She didn't see anyone but her nose rarely lied. Lukina hopped up onto the nearest border before setting her bundle carefully down, placing a paw over the herbs in case the breeze tried to steal her plants. "Hello? Is someone there?" She gazed about, ears flicking back. Magnolia's strange cries noted that the fire was ready. Lukina hesitated.