Lone Star Mountain Misstep Into Misfortune

To his words, she offered a slight smile. "Wait there a moment. I'll be back in a moment" she told him with a wag of her feathery tail, fully intent on searching for some basic herbs. she turned tail and slipped up the rock face, finding after a short while some herbs she thought might be of use. carefully plucking the slightly frost-kissed leaved,  she turned back toward the male.

but the place where she had left him was empty. his scent lingered, but faded in the crisp air, and her brow wrinkled in confusion, and slight hurt. she waited a moment longer, and when it was assured that the male was well and truly gone, she sighed and headed back to the Willows, taking with her the scant mouthful if herbs.