Straw in the Wind

Unfamiliar plants twitched in the lightest of breezes and she pondered which ones might be worth taking back, if any. There was always a risk with putting strange plants in ones mouth and while she had fashioned a bone knife she hadn't brought it with her. Perhaps she could break some at the stems with just her claws.

Something was there.

Ulmaria's fur stood on end and as her sister spoke she nearly jumped out of her skin. "Eee! Aoede, you scared me. What are you doing out here?" She really wasn't sure what her grandfather's stance was on wandering but considering she hadn't bothered to find out she was a bit nervous. Better to ask forgiveness than permission.