Herbalists' Cache To build an empire

Silver water dripped from the russet wolf's chin as she lifted her head suddenly, azure eyes glistening as she recognize the call as a beckoning one coming from a male who sounded as though he was in a good mood. Her cheeks immediately flushed with warmth, and she sat down for a moment by the stream's side, where she'd been drinking, to cast a glance at her reflection and begin grooming her coat hastily, straightening the fur about her ruff and shoulders and plucking a few stray twigs from her pelt. She stood up once she figured she was prim and proper enough, once again studying her reflection in the rippling waters, before she gave her muzzle one more rub against an outstretched foreleg, donned the prettiest smile she could, she set off at a bouncy trot. 

She was careful to avoid branches that might claw at her pelt and get more debris stuck in it, and carried forward on her petite, off-white paws skimming and skirting along any amount of mud or dirt that might discolour them. She wanted to look her best, and was quite adept at succeeding in this area, though it was the hopes of attracting others more than vanity and pride that made her so particular about her appearance. She wanted desperately to be liked, , though perhaps Alkive might have been better off had she taken the time, while growing up, to realize that the approval of others did not need to come before her approval of herself. 

When she caught sight of him she stopped, ears perked atop her fine head, and one paw dangling elegantly in mid air, as though she'd been taken by surprise. He was almost coyote-like in appearance, with a keen, clever look to his features and a narrow but not unpleasant leanness to his build. Such long legs might have made some wolves look awkward or gangly, but he, instead, simply looked tall and muscular. The reddish male had certainly caught Alkiva's eye- though such a task was not terribly difficult to do. 

She gave him a fey smile and modestly turned her ears back and dipped her head in a greeting to him, waving her tail gently behind her. "Good day," She chimed in a singsong voice, her speech pleasant but perhaps a tad on the dramatic side.