Hushed Willows Shake The Willows

It took only a couple moments before Stark was sure that Grace hadn't really been listening. With the way the woman looked at him, he knew that she hadn't really heard him. He smiled gently, he wondered just how much was on the female's mind. "Just haven't seen anything yet." He said evenly. "You alright?" He asked gently, trying not to pry, but to support. It wasn't the easiest of things, the natural balance was always complicated. 

Stark paused and sniffed at a small sprig of green that didn't look like the rest of the grasses around them. "Hey Grace, what's this?" He asked, hopeful that he'd found something that might be useful for the pack.