Tell Me.

Assembling her herbs would be the occupation of her day, collecting and organising and keeping apart those that could not be kept with others? her stockpile was already adding up, and it was with an almost gleeful smile that she lorded over her collection. This was her life and joy, and her passion and something that even her brother Scorpion had okayed for her. She was beyond delighted, and was determined to do this to the best of her ability. She was picking through her more mundane and commonly used herbs when a howl of her name sounded out. She started in surprise, the herb falling from her claws and onto the ground. She carefully, lovingly picked it up once more and placed it in her stash.



She would scramble up the incline of their dens entrance and stick her head outside, her eyes glancing this way and that. ?hello?? she called out tentivly, weary of wolves who knew her name when she in turn did not know there?s. She tilted her head looking around herself as she waited for the caller to show herself.


"Speech"