King Elk Forest make me feel so high

sorry i'm terrible.  
there's also literally nothing to respond to because she isn't going to force conversation so i'm so.. sorry

She had remembered his name and with all of her recurring brain-fog she was glad she could reach back that far.  Quickly she surmised that he was not one for conversation and responded with an equally devoid (but still polite, neutral) About the same, and rubs herself across the various trees that are between them.  

The same rabbit catches her attention which brings the caches to her attention but that is something for later in the afternoon, once she has made more progress with properly introducing herself.  There were enough wolves here now to keep it stocked that she didn't need to be so neurotic.

She relaxes and breathes in deep, the smell of the other's sea-salt intriguing her because it reminded her of the way others described her (because of course, individuals are often nose-blind to themselves).  Where do you come from?