Another day had dawned over the Hallows and with it came the opportunity for Memento Mori to further explore the territories owned by the pack. She rose with the sun before Jacques or Rein had awoken, and set off through the castle toward a part of the Hallows she’d seen in passing but had yet to visit; The Wildberry Grove. She had seen the sunny meadow in passing, well, mainly the maple trees that had surrounded it. But the knowledge that it was there and had something that it could potentially offer was what had caught her attention. Meme wanted to see what the wildberry grove was like, and perhaps run into another member of the Hallows out here. Her meeting with Laeta had been pleasant and only continued to make her feel welcome as a pack guest. Upon her arrival, the first thing Memento Mori took note of was the namesake of the place. There were bushes filled with different berry-bearing shrubs; elderberries, blueberries, strawberries, and more that she wasn’t sure of the name of. She stepped into the nook with her tail wagging eagerly behind her. From what she could see of the area so far it seemed quiet, not necessarily secluded but not exactly bustling either. Meme hummed thoughtfully and approached one of the strawberry plants. The lower levels of the shrub looked as though they had already been a snack for some rodents and she had noticed even some of the top bits of fruit had been picked at by birds. Deciding that the only way to really see what the fuss was about was to try one of the berries herself the woman popped one of the sweet red fruits into her mouth. It was still quite juicy and very delicious! She closed her eyes, smacking her lips happily after the small treat. She might have been older but that didn’t mean she was too old for little snacks like this! "Talk, 'Think.'

A young female walked happily through the Hallow’s newest land, one she helped to claim, to clean and even hunt here. But this time she wasn't here for that, she wanted to collect a few herbs, as many as she could. She wasn't only a huntress, she was also studying to become a healer. Both arts of equal interest for her, and whenever she had the time she would always go and learn more. With such in mind, she explored the dense vegetation looking for Alfalfa, a plant well known for nursing mothers. Well, it wasn't like she would be one anytime soon…but perhaps others might need it? Smiling, she kept her search, and as she was too much into it, she wasn't aware of her surroundings. Ears up as her expression revealed only happiness, joy of being alive another day. Even if sometimes it hurt, even if sometimes she felt left behind, away from others’ success in life. "Talk, 'Think.'

Memento Mori had been nibbling away at the berries for a little while when the scent of someone else in the area invaded her nose. She perked her ears forward as she turned to investigate, nose twitching as she breathed in the scent of the stranger. It reminded her of Ezra a bit, and a flutter of excitement passed through Meme at the thought that this might be one of the cousins he had spoken about. She set off, and it wasn’t long before she found the silver-furred femme on the hunt for something. Memento Mori came up alongside her right happily, speaking in a happy tone. “Greetings,” Meme called to her, hoping that she wouldn’t startle the young woman. She definitely seemed like she was of the right age to be her cousin. “You wouldn’t happen to be an Adravendi, would you? Sibling to Ezra?” She asked softly, curious if her hunch was actually correct. If so the woman had very likely gotten her coloration from her mother, rather than her Uncle Ulric. She just hoped that she wasn’t wrong because she didn’t want the situation to become awkward or anything… "Talk, 'Think.'