Herbalists' Cache Dude…Don't Be a Dick

His mind was in a place of utter zen. it was nice to have these woods back. Woods of any kind actually. He wasn't partial to what kind or how wide and vast a forest he encountered so long as the sun was banished from perpetually beating down on his back. This canopy offered a relief from that, providing the shade and shelter and solitude so many creatures of this world desired.

He was content to sit and clear his mind, save for the heavy footfalls that crept up on Him. Kero listened, turning his ears in the direction of the wolf. Save for that, he was utterly still and completely in the zone. Then the wolf spoke. Male. Likely of average build. A touch disinterested and un-entertained by happening upon someone making the most of their day.

"Shhh," Kero hushed him, pursing his lips to emphasize the sound. "You'll kill the mood." No doubt, this stranger would think him crazy. Something he could play to his advantage if he lay the cards down right. "I'm about to have sex with this tree. Three's a crowd." He turned then, glancing over his shoulder to rub his head against the bark. "Don't worry dear. I won't let him bone you."