Dawnlark Plains rustling leaves

hey :) sorry I couldn't post till now

That day found Oliver out on the Dawnlark Plains hunting prey of another sort. The young wolf had always struggled with anxiety in the past, but ever since he'd witnessed the violence inflicted on Sebastian it had gotten to the point where his restless mind wouldn't let him sleep. Hoping to soothe his troubled mind so he could finally sleep without being woken by nightmares, the budding herbalist had come in search of lavender, a beautiful flower with a lovely scent known to be effective in reducing stress. This was another of the few lessons that his mother taught him that had managed to sink in. At least her efforts weren't a total waste.

After a long search (and more than a few short breaks) Oliver finally found some wild lavender growing among the tall prairie grasses. He picked every plant in sight, planning to share some with the equally troubled Arion, if he wasn't too proud to accept the newbies help. Maybe the soothing power of lavender could help him kick his poppy habit, it was worth a try.

He was on his way back up to the rise when his path crossed with Riptide's. The normally friendly Redtail wolf had gained a new fear of strangers since Sebastian, and so at first he fully intended to ignore the loner and continue on his way as if he'd never seen him (and hope he wasn't called down to help kill him later). But his friendly nature came through and Oliver set his bundle of flowers down so he could speak clearly to the other wolf. "Nice catch."