Long Live The Queen

Crux had come to the conclusion that he probably ought to try and get what herbs he could before the season turned any colder. He wasn't familiar with the weather in Auster, wasn't sure if frost or snow were common but he knew winter tended to mean less growth and considering he'd left the vast majority of his stash when he'd left he wanted to start refreshing what he could. Though Crux himself was not necessarily prone to indulging himself he at least could understand the usages of cannabis, pain management was almost always useful. Which of course made him think about his sister... How had her leg turned out? When he'd last seen her it had been healing decently well but he also doubted she'd respected his instructions not to walk on it until putting pressure (via pushing on it with paws, not standing) no longer hurt. Crux sighed. Things were still quite complex with his family. He should probably seek out his father soon too, before the former warlord returned up north. Hopefully Stratum had given him the news of where Crux had gone.

Crux shook his head, trying to push those thoughts from his own mind and turn his attention back to the task at hand. It wasn't hard to find what he was looking for. Bracing himself Crux leaned down to begin gently digging out around one of the cannabis plants he'd found. He was only going to take one, the rest would be left to hopefully spread during spring. One should have been more than enough... Barring any disasters. The muted sound of movement, dampened by the mist caught the young man's attention and he paused his work. There were still some wolves within the pack he'd yet to properly meet, was probably a good idea to rectify that at some point. But the form that he spotted was one that was familiar to him. Crux swallowed hard, though they had parted on seemingly good terms the last time they'd talked Crux couldn't quite stop the spike of anxiety that shot through him upon seeing Widow. "Ma'am." He was at least pretty good at keeping his voice even, and Crux gave the woman a deep respectful dip of his head.

"Speech"