Ravensblood Forest she was doted upon by all her worker bees

please let @Wylla post first but then it is fair game! tagging @Constantine @Durnehviir

they approached the forest at a slow dog-trot, noses held to the air and mouths parted. ingram held back, his nose twitching as he passed a marker that had not been reinforced so recently. he thrust his face in a pile of ferns and snow - the markings here were clear, but their infrequency emboldened him and he did not heed the border.

what had started as an opportunity to clear their minds had turned into a harebrained jaunt. ingram was keen to forget about grimnismal and chusi for a while -- he had felt cooped up as of late, and relished the opportunity to raise hell alongside his sister like good old times.

"wait up, wyl!" he said, gallumphing up to her as she paused over a snarled log. here, activity was much more evident -- even the intermittent blankets of raggedy snow had evidence of routine passing upon them. ingram froze over the fallen log, his body stiff and nose held to the air as he sussed out a scent that caused his heart to string in thrilled beats: food! the pungent smell of a cache wafted towards him and he followed it excitedly. "smell something over here."