Sleepy Fox Hollow the demons told me everything

First part is only for me to set up a timeline... Can ignore if ya want

Once more Shiori found herself delving deep into the Teekon Wilds to take visit the Lair. It was simply too big a load of peace and good memories of Ryujin that she couldn't simply leave it behind and, for the second time in her lifetime, she spent a night within its lush caves alone, in peace. The next morning she felt complete.

Many times it had crossed her head that she could make her own home here even if she had to do it alone. It could be some sort of outpost for her family to find if it was ever needed. Shiori hadn't given up hope of finding her lost sister, but the chances she was the same Airi she remembered were slim. After a whole year of searching it was perhaps obvious that her quest to find her had gone to failure, but Shiori's code of honor wouldn't allow her to come back to Asterr without her firstborn daughter. She had to stay in the Teekon Wilds, and although it didn't seem like such a terrible fate staying meant being away from her family indefinitely, which hurt deeply.

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No matter how much of a paradise the Lair was, it didn't have everything. Shiori relied on lavender to sooth the occasional headaches, and lavender did not grow at such heights. More often than not she only had to come down to the Arrow lake to find enough herbs for a couple days but today wasn't one of those days. Her usual go-to meadow had nothing usable left, and a pound had started growing up her cervical spine, and so she saw herself forced to come down to a nearby hollow in hopes that she could find there what she needed.

She followed a small creek to a peaceful meadow haunted by the occasional fox cry of which there seemed to be a very healthy population. She knew she could find lavender in plains and dryer lands, and with enough determination she eventually found a healthy plant with plenty of beautiful flowers to pick from. By this time the pounding had reached the core of her head and it was painful.

She was halfway through harvesting the herb when she picked up a distant rustling noise approaching her. It was an animal, most likely a wolf, and he was moving at a considerable speed. Shiori dropped the lavender flowers close to he bush where she knew she would find them again easily and readied herself to confront whatever danger was on its way to her, but when his image materialized from behind a copse of maple trees Shiori realized there was nothing to worry about. She distinguished him to be a large wolf of dark pelage whose attention was directed anywhere but her. The runner seemed troubled by his expression, and Shiori allowed a gentle bark to fall from her lips to catch his attention. What was he running away from?