The leaves are going to change.

Blue Willow sniffed among the borders here and there. Leaving her own scent in some places, but mostly she just wanted to find some herbs to fill her stock before winter came. That and she wanted to fill some of the caches.  She was filling a bit lonely as she walked. Her mate was probably up and about, moving slowly she hoped. Her children hopefully being children, but also looking for some way to help the pack. Sometimes she feared they had spoiled them, but thus far Constantine, Casmir and Eilidh were all shaping up to be good, hardy, kind wolves. She was pleased with this. She chuffed quietly and placing her nose to the ground, she went off in search of a rabbit.