Herbalists' Cache Dude…Don't Be a Dick

This time, Arion did not venture so far, instead stayed in Snowforest Taiga. Adventuring was in his blood, for some reason, he loved seeing new things, sights, territories, perhaps it was because he liked collecting data. There was one kind of territory he loathed though, and it was that kind of land that he came faced to face today. With the clouds covering the sky, the trees looked even more unwelcoming than it would've if it was sunny.

It was a forest.

But there might be something in this forest, so cautiously, the warrior ventured in. Treading lightly on the ground, he moved like a shadow between the tree trunks. Arion felt like he could not breathe, the thick canopies covering the sky from his view and to the greek, it felt suffocating, like something was choking him. But bravely, the Redtail wolf trotted further into the forest until a breeze blew a scent towards him. A stranger.

Arion's honey gaze alighted on a russet stranger sitting against a tree trunk, eyes closed. The chocolate wolf could not help but scoff lightly, "What the hell are you doing?"