Lost Creek Hollow hold on to your heart.

 Hoping to catch a wild @Riordan or Eshe or @Bhreac or @Valtýr :)

Though Harlyn had set out meaning to busy herself as she usually did that day, a whim struck her that she couldn't shake.  Even as she picked her way along the Hollow, sniffing at the ground, searching for scents that would lead her to the herbs she sought.  What she uncovered instead was a little pool.  It was shallow, and though a thin stream was flowing into and out of it, the water seemed still as she touched her paw to it.

Deciding to blow off her responsibilities for a few minutes at least, Harlyn turned and walked along the edge of the pool to where the stream continued.  She followed it along for a few minutes until a sound caught her attention - a series of little croaks and then a splash.  The druid stopped to sniff eagerly at the bank at her side, quickly picking up the scent of the amphibians that apparently lived there.

Her tail wagged as she lifted her head to peer across the banks for a ripple of water that would reveal their location.  Frogs weren't exactly a filling meal, but anything they can store in a cache was good enough for her.  So really, she was still helping her pack and being attentive to her responsibilities.  The fact that frog hunting was a little more fun and silly than hunting larger game was just a bonus.