Silver Creek people to meet, lessons to give

Amber had been lounging across the Creek lands the past few days, taking time to think about herself and what she wanted to do for the pack. There were two things she was sure of: her love of the stars and an interest in poisons. A Naturalist, yes, that was one. But that was more giving herself knowledge more than it helped the pack, she decided. Perhaps a Chronicler would suit her?
The shadowy queen was meandering through the forest alone, submerged in her thoughts, when the pawsteps of Shreya drew her attention to the right. The elder came through the undergrowth and, with a smile, Amber turned to chuff a happy greeting of her.