Hideaway Strath I can help!

"We have many things we need done for the pack," Hemlock hummed out, heading towards the borders once she was certain that Tapat was following behind her. "You know......you have a good personality for a caregiver or a councilor." Hemlock wondered if he had considered a role that he fit into in the pack. He was upbeat, even when he was flustered it only lasted for a few moments and then he was up up up! again. "They help watch the puppies, help keep spirits high; it would be perfect for you I think." Hemlock hummed out. It wasn't as if she was his family and giving him direction might be seen as overstepping her boundaries but from what she had seen of Tapat she still had formed her own opinions. 

Now that the children were getting older they could use more of the pack's influences too, and not just the quartet of adults that had so far been the primary figures in their lives. She wouldn't miss being so involved with the children but she would love to see the effect that others might have on them and their blossoming personalities. "Today, would you help me by carrying my herbs while we find them? Some can make you feel funny if you mess with them - so I will make sure we only gather the good ones." Hemlock wouldn't let any make him sick, after all, what kind of reward would that be for his hard work?