Finding the shade had been an accident, but it was a welcome one. Last thing they needed was to bake out in the desert trying to find the plant they sought. Morwenna would join her, landing down on the sand pile before entering the natural cavern. Rivin was already up and moving toward one the walls, a paw placed on the stone. The sandstone was smooth, almost as if years of the sand moving against it had smoothed it out. “Fascinating…” Rivin murmured. She had never considered that there might be underground caves in the desert, but it seemed the dust storms had just covered up the entrance. It was kind of cool in all honesty.
“Glad to know it’ll have a strong scent.” Rivin lifted her head and turned it back to Morwenna. “So, are you without a pack or something? You don’t seem to share the scents of others on your coat.” She was curious about the other healer and the background she might have. As a pack wolf, she didn’t like the idea of being a loner much. Hell, the brief time she was one about made her crazy… if this woman was one, how did she do it? “And if I might ask, what brings you out here to the desert? Or to Boreas?”
"Speech,"'Thought.'
Mental health (particularly depression and anxiety) is extremely bad. Currently unable to handle IC conflict or conflict between characters, pack related or individual. I am struggling to post even simple things and will not be able to continue with thread if approached. Sorry for the inconvenience but I just can't right now.
Rivin has two companions - a bobcat and a wolverine. Unless otherwise mentioned IC, assume that they are close by.
