Blackfeather Woods Through the Cold

He didn't know why, but he felt a warm comfort from Potema's smile. It was a strange feeling she seemed to hold over him and Vandal found himself simply grinning back at her in return, his silver ears flicking against his head as he continued to follow her further into the web. It didn't take long for them to reach their destination, the male's sapphire eyes soon falling upon a spacious cavern, scattered with bedding, an area that he presumed to be the packs infirmary. Silently, he took in the sight, though he slowly peered back to Potema as she spoke, her words confirming his initial thought, ”Makes sense, definitely got the room.” He replied with a cheeky smirk, his silver and white tail giving wag behind him as he licked his muzzle.

Leathery nose twitched and Van looked over to where Potema pointed, his nostrils flaring as he scented the aroma of mixed herbs coming from a crack in the wall. The brute grinned slightly and watched Potema silently as she explained to him that this was where she spent most of her time, though once spring was here, she'd be out replenishing her stock. Vandal nodded his head, tail swishing behind him as he walked closer to her, ”I get that, spring is the start of new life and all.” He replied, ”Plants start to blossom, so I guess it'd be the perfect time.” He figured, though Van knew he wasn't the herbalist kinda guy, but it was all still fascinating to the brute

”At least she taught you something.” Van said, as he brought his stare to the ground, a grunt sounding as he attempted to clear his throat, ”And you can always hold onto that.” He added as he offered her a warm smile.