Pretty in Purple

This was an excellent spot for gathering. She often returned again and again when she needed to build up her stores and with the school opening officially any day now, the stores definitely needed replenishing. Theo was carrying a large basket that Fable had made. She didn't pretend to know the intricacies of the weaving, but she was impressed with the craftsmanship. It had a wide, shallow center - perfect for piling herbs high. The telltale laughter of a child caught her ear. Drawn to the sound, Theory padded across the floor of the gulley until she came across a jubilant purple and black furred pup. "Why hello there," she said, smiling warmly. Another scent caught her attention - an adult, somewhat familiar male. Ah, so she was being watched. Good. "Do you need some help?" she asked anyway, curious what the little thing was up to on her own.