Riva was taking a break from tending to the earth where her herb garden would eventually sprout. She had fertilized the earth, and divided it into sections for different categories of plants. She was just about ready to plant some of the seeds she had been gathering, but the day was hot, and she could do with a moment's rest. She moved towards the lake that rain closer to the bones of her garden, and would take a sip of the refreshing water. It was chilled, but in a good way after a few hours of hard work. She stepped her front paws into the water, and let the gentle current lap against her legs, enjoying the refreshing feel of it. Her head was full of herbs, a mental catalogue of what she already had, what she was turning into medicine, and what she still needed to collect. With a sigh she pushed herself out of the water and back onto land. She settled down on one of the banks, and enjoyed the early evening air, knowing she would be getting back to work shortly. "Speech"

She had been in the pack long enough to know the lay of the land...for the most part. She still avoided the other members, but Rhava was trying to convince her that she couldn't keep doing that anymore. So today, Rhava led the way to the nearby stream while Holly reluctantly followed. She scowled and grumped the whole way while Rhava walked on with a smirk and the occasional rolled eyes. But it was time Holly found herself again. And maybe she'd even find some form of peace and happiness while they were at it. As they approached the stream, the pair noticed another pack member resting by the stream. Holly stopped a short distance away, but Rhava continued within earshot of the other she-wolf. She caught sight of the garden, and immediately interest sparked in her eyes. "Any catnip in that little garden of yours?" The feline purred as she tried to strike up conversation so that hopefully, it'd be easier for Holly. "Too bad we almost made it."